Notes on Port Meadow
Robert Lindsey, a Freeman since he was eighteen, explained to me that any non-Freeman wanting to keep animals on the meadow has to pay the group for the privilege, or risk having their chattels confiscated in an annual roundup.
What We’re Into: Staff Picks
Despite its status as the most prominent piece of Welsh medieval literature, few people outside of Wales have ever encountered the collection of eleven prose tales collectively known as the Mabinogion. This collection of romances, myths and legends tends to depict the violent and unpredictable si
ISIS Mix 003: The Isis DJs present their “Back to ’95” Promo Mix
The Isis resident DJs come through with a mix to promote a very special event... www.theisis90srave.angelfire.com
What We’re Into: Staff Picks
Playing with the Boys is the book that I dreamt of writing as a teenager. In a straightforward style, it recounts the challenges overcome by sixteen-year-old Niamh McKevitt when playing football throughout her childhood and adolescence. From playground pettiness to artificial barriers imposed by the
The City Within a City: Notes on the Square Mile
There is something uniquely disconcerting about the void where a demolished building once stood. You try and pick out the spots in the air where people walked through doors, along corridors, or up and down flights of stairs. It is as unsettling as ancient hills are strangely comforting in their age,
ISIS Mix 002: Lu Williams
Ruskin student and Supermarket resident DJ Lu Williams steps up for this week’s ISIS Mix, with a weird and wonked out selection of glitchy pop. “This mix and most mixes released under Bitchcraft are witch house, influenced by contemporary hip hop or 90s garage, kinda like &
ISIS Mix 001: David King
David King steps up for the inaugural ISIS Mix, the first of a new series in which Oxford's best student DJs put together a selection of the tracks that have influenced them.
Baring My Bones
‘Things just feel… so bleak, somehow. So overwhelmingly, inescapably bleak,’ I mumbled, voice monotone, eyes dead. I was eighteen, but my brain and bones, ravaged by seven years of cruel anorexia and vicious bulimia, felt at least eighty. Curled like a melancholic tadpole opposite my psycholog
What We’re Into: Staff Picks
I’m a big fan of Readux Books, a Berlin-based publisher which produces beautifully designed pocket-sized works of translated fiction, so I was pleased to find this essay by its founder in the LA Review of Books. It’s a clever meditation on the paradoxes of translation, which expresses it