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Editor and co-producer of Jiggy.co.uk (from September 1999 to September 2007):
 
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Jiggy is written by students all over the UK. The best articles are used for the magazine, which is e-mailed to Jiggy members every month


Producer and editor of the first free national email magazine written for students by students.

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Feature written for student website www.jiggy.co.uk (1999):

Fatboy Slim on Brighton Beach


'Iíve created a monsterí said Fatboy Slim after the second Brighton Big Beach Boutique. If heíd said it to me Iíd have told him it was a very well-behaved monster, despite the reports currently hitting the media.

Picture the scene Ė a beautiful day on the beach, the sun beaming down on thousands of friendly chatting dancing party-goers, all there to see one of the most famous DJs in the land. Whatís more, this DJ has organised and paid for the festival in his home town out of the goodness of his own heart (and maybe for a few extra record sales, or is that too cynical?). The only downside is that instead of the expected 60,000 people turning up, a quarter of a million people did instead.

So why did 250,000 people turn up, you may ask? Fatboy Slim, with the approval of Brighton and Hove Council, invited everyone in Britain via a national advertising campaign provided by E4. So in actual fact only 0.4% of the people he invited turned up. His estimate was even more modest Ė what a guy.

Despite the poor turnout, it was a little crowded but - as long as you didnít want to go to the toilet or extend your hands out horizontally Ė it was an awe-inspiring sight. The vastness of the crowd and the buzz of anticipation had to be seen to be believed. And when the music started I have never seen so many people dancing (or bouncing on the spot, with their hands in the air).

Of course, there are always a few people who arenít so much bad apples as have just had too much bad apple juice. I, for example, was foolish enough to tell one person to stop pushing past me. This was apparently a call to war as his very angry friend suddenly rushed at me with violent intent. He tried to grab me and hit me at the same time, so I cleverly outwitted him by moving backwards. This meant the punch he delivered didnít hurt in the slightest. As I straightened up from my usual slouched position I was grabbed by two very large chaps who held me back and told me to calm down. All Iíd done was give my would-be-attacker a hurt look. By the time I explained this to these actually rather mellow guys, my adversary had disappeared and I was left surrounded by a very sympathetic crowd. So sympathetic in fact that I may stage being hit in the next festival Iím in.

We witnessed other bits of violence as well Ė outside one bar, the third biggest bloke in the world seemed desperate to start a fight with the second biggest bloke in the world. Fortunately THE biggest bloke in the world stepped in and stopped it. And thatís what made me feel good about the festival Ė for every troublemaker there were 100 people going out of their way to stop them making trouble. And, as Iím used to London people who can walk past a mugging victim if theyíre late for work, thatís very rare for me.

So buoyed by my experiences of people caring for their fellow man, and the numerous alcoholic beverages Iíd consumed, my friends and I boogied away until the plug was pulled. Once it was over, we headed for the stairs. We werenít going to, but when the 250,000 people behind us decided they were, we didnít have much choice. The crush was intense, letís not pretend otherwise Ė but Iíve been in much worse situations in indoor pop concerts. I remember watching REM and standing on other peoples knees in an effort to stay upright as the crowd swayed to and fro. So we stumbled off the beach, a mass of humanity united in the need to leave the crowds behind and escape the very boring man on the stage reading out safety instructions.

I had little experience of the Ďinsanityí reported in the sensationalist press which has probably severely dented the festivalís future. For an event of its unexpected size the figures mentioned for injuries were beaten on percentages by a drunken barbeque held at my house. The girl who fell over the side of the promenade didnít do that until three hours after the concert had finished. Iím not sure Fatboy Slim can be held responsible for that one. And the other casualties seem mostly to have been caused by drunk people jumping off or climbing up and falling off the pier or promenade. To stop that happening youíd need one police officer per drunk to go: ĎDo you really think hanging off that parapet is a good idea?í

This was an exceptional concert Ė and not one that should damage the future of other outdoor festivals. With a little more preparation, a realistic outlook and some sensible plans any town could hold a festival twice the size. And when they do Iíll be first in line.

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