Wayne Hoyle

“Stay wonky!” is the takeaway message from this wonderfully compelling and conscientiously curated evening of the experimental and the avant garde.

I feel slightly uneasy as I try to settle into an uncomfortable plastic chair in the darkened back room of Yellow Arch on a gloomy Sunday ev…

I meet Johnny and Steve in a pub not far from the end of the Parkway, having been intrigued at the prospect of a new festival taking place o…

"You greedy rat head fuck." Not one to mince his words and why should he? Gerald Simpson, a.k.a A Guy Called Gerald, has spent the last 30 y…

I first met Mike Thompson at the first RiteTrax event in 2015, which brought together underground artists from across the city at Yellow Arc…

A Story About Joy Division and Manchester 22 April, Leadmill Ian Curtis once remarked that, “I struggle between what I know is right in my …

Over the past year, the enigmatically named K.O.G and The Zongo Brigade have brought their unique, frenetic fusion to an array of pubs, club…

For the last two months, I have had the privilege of being consumed by a hugely ambitious project that unexpectedly ended up encapsulating e…