Hope Collective and Irish Pop Archive have a new project underway. Following on from the launch of Punks Listen the fanzine in Little Whelans in November we are looking to document the origins of the punk scene in Dublin in Little Whelans

Hope Collective and Irish Pop Archive have a new project underway. Following on from the launch of Punks Listen the fanzine in Little Whelans in November we are looking to document the origins of the punk scene in Dublin in Little Whelans
We were so lucky to have the so many good people write something for our collection of stories. We reached out to as many contacts as we had and they contacted their friends and so on. Humbled beyond belief.
The launch of the Punks Listen fanzine In aid of the Irish Red Cross Ukraine Crisis Appeal took place in Little Whelan’s, Wexford St, Dublin on Monday 18 November - admission was free but the fanzine was €10.
Drogheda zine fair returns for the second year running in a show of Irelands burgeoning fanzine community and Drogheda's upcoming punk scene
“Question everything you’re told” Jake Burns sings as I take my seat upstairs in the Button Factory. The between band tracks are always good at a Chewie gig and Stiff Little Fingers greet me inside.
It was great to chat to an old friend on his No Future radio show. We chatted about some Hope Stuff and about putting on diy gigs in Mayo and a nice few songs along the way.
The project was undertaken by two people from Dublin, who were inspired by punk’s D.I.Y. passion. And its sense of wonder. The ‘zine, designed by Russ Bestley (author of The Art of Punk) is filled with the writing of some of their favourite musicians, writers, DJs, thinkers and friends.
At a time when Dublin is sometimes in the news for the wrong reasons, the project represents a warm welcome to Ireland to anyone who is displaced, anxious and worried. The ‘zine’s entire cover price goes directly to the Red Cross Ukraine Crisis Appeal.
Forest Green A day trip to the the greenest football team in the world.
I can’t explain how much punk rock means to me. The words on the page don’t do it justice but it became a way of living. Not thinking what would the punks do just what feels like the right thing to do. This weekend epitomises it. It’s a huge family and like any family gathering there are some you like more than others.
As I prepare for the onslaught of steps and sounds on day 3 I contemplate my 48 hours so far in Blackpool. The punks have taken over, touts are the only ones selling tickets and this punk rock party is in fine form. There’s a haunting spectre of a match from the EDL later as we hope that attendees of the festival will be out in protest of the hate and division that the edl espouse.