welcome to the rebel zine

editor’s introduction

This is not a blog. It is a feed from the underground.

The Rebel Zine takes its cue from the radical underground press that exploded across Britain in the late 1960s and 70s. Titles like International Times, Oz, Frendz, Black Dwarf, Sniffin’ Glue, Anarchy, Gay Left, Heatwave, and Spare Rib broke away from the mainstream and invented new cultural languages. They were messy, loud, experimental, and unapologetically political.

Spare Rib, launched in 1972, became one of the most important. Its title was an ironic reference to the biblical rib of Adam from which Eve was supposedly formed, a reminder of how women were treated as secondary or “spare.” The magazine turned that insult into power, declaring that what society dismissed or marginalised could be pulled into the centre of the conversation.

The Rebel Zine carries that same energy forward. It is our space for experiments, fragments, and provocations. It lives somewhere between a sketchbook and a magazine, a place where unfinished ideas collide with finished visions. Here you will find dispatches from our community, reflections on culture and work, and the messy beauty of making something new. Heritage buildings turned into creative playgrounds. Late-night conversations that spill into manifestos. Music, art, fashion, design, and the kind of raw energy that refuses to sit quietly.

Some of what appears here will be sharp and polished. Some will be rough, unfiltered, and direct. All of it will be unapologetically rebellious. The Rebel zine will be composed of challenges, provocations, ideas, experiments, and dispatches from inside our community. Late-night collisions between founders and artists. Secret gigs in boardrooms. The messy, beautiful work of building something new.

Some of what we publish here will be raw. Some will be refined. All of it will be unapologetically Rebel.

Stay tuned. The revolution does not knock. It breaks through the door.