The Music is Black

Seven years ago, when I lived in Stratford, V&A East was barely a dream. It was 2020, the early stages of COVID and a really a weird time. Attempting to contain the spread of the coronavirus, the government had mandated that people could only leave their houses once a day to exercise, otherwise they had to stay at home. That meant no socialising outdoors, and strictly no sitting on a park bench unless you were exercising – figure that one out.

Exercising (of course), I would cycle through Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park in Stratford, or walk over during my afternoons – sick of being indoors. At the time a whole section of the Park seemed like a wasteland – vast areas were cordoned off, assigned, ready and waiting to be developed. You could hardly imagine then that this dormant, dusty place held the promise of the bustling, built future I found myself walking through in May. I was on my way to the newly opened V&A East, which had risen up phoenix-like, to see its opening exhibition; The Music is Black: A British Story.

Much of the music the exhibition celebrates is what I grew up listening to, so it felt really special to be there. I’d been looking forward to it for ages. The sounds of soul, acid jazz, jungle, drum and bass, trip hop, UK Garage and more besides, blasted from the small stereo in my bedroom, the headphones of my walkman, and later my mini-disc player. They carried me through school, university and beyond; in the background as I did my homework or studies and providing a soundtrack to so many significant moments and experiences. Perhaps because the music, with cultural roots disparate to mine, articulated something that felt vital and important, which I connected with – it confronted me and inspired me. Not only that it taught me about numerous lived experiences in Britain which were different to my own – and challenged notions of what might be ‘typically British’ including the formality and ‘stiff upper lip’ of so much of the British Establishment. It was an education, musically and otherwise.

Music in general was beginning to capture my imagination. On a Sunday night I would sit recording my favourite songs off the Top 40 (primed to press stop and record just in time to cut out the DJ), I was going to dance classes every evening after school, learning instruments, playing in groups or orchestras, and singing in choirs. Music was becoming a big part of my life and I was always listening out for those tracks and artists that I really enjoyed – I still am.

At primary school, we would spend break times making up dances in the playground to our favourite tunes which included pop, hip hop, rap, and inevitably, Michael Jackson – a genre all his own. He was a musical superhero to us, even if his fame-fuelled antics were becoming ever-stranger by the day. And while American culture had a huge influence on all of us growing up during the 80s (music, TV, fashion, footwear…), the London I was growing up in thrummed with sounds that had been inspiring and shaping Black British music for years. This was especially true each year at the Notting Hill Carnival, when generators and sets of speakers were loaded onto the backs of lorries and stacked up to make sound systems, sending their bass-heavy beats, with reggae and dub and more – reverberating through the local neighbourhoods. Caribbean culture was celebrated – especially at Carnival time – and I couldn’t wait to join the party.

While in my own family and culture there was little self-expression, in what felt like a truly organic put-the-music-on-and-just-start-dancing sense, elsewhere all I seemed to do was put on music and dance. The more rhythm and bass and groove it had the better and I sought it out. One of my first-ever albums was a gift from my older cousin: Soul II Soul’s Club Classic Volume 1 which she copied onto a blank cassette tape for me one summer afternoon. Holding it in my hands felt like I’d won the lottery. I listened to songs like Keep on Moving so much the cassette almost wore out. As I discovered more music I collected it wherever I could; copied, bought or borrowed – always asking for a new album for Christmas or birthdays. Among my growing stack of tapes and CDs was Aswad, Neneh Cherry, the Young Disciples, Incognito and then later came Goldie, Massive Attack, Smith and Mighty and Roni Size. I was so taken with the Bristol Sound that I moved to Bristol. And after graduating from the university I soon grew to properly appreciate the history and sounds of reggae, ska and two-tone thanks to one of my first jobs. One of the managers at the deli I worked in would play anything and everything from Trojan Records on the shop stereo whenever I was on shift with him – taking it upon himself to explain the music and its musical lore to me. And while working there one day I found myself making a deli sandwich for Mushroom from Massive Attack, and being so awestruck – even when he asked if we had any Marmite (sorry no) – that my knife sliced through the ciabatta I was cutting together with my hand – ouch.

And so it was that I arrived at the gallery entrance at V&A East to don my Sennheiser headphones, (which would sense my location in the space and trigger different tracks), and headed in through the doors to learn, reminisce and rediscover so much of the music I still love.

The Music is Black is on at V&A East until 10 January 2027.

© Alexandra Noel. All rights reserved.

Harry and Meghan are coming home

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“Harry and Meghan are coming home. Their children, Archie and Lilibet, have been enrolled in schools here, and they will be living somewhere outside London. One can only speculate as to the reasons for Harry and Meghan’s return. But whatever the case, it’s hard to go back to a place you’ve left, and even harder if you didn’t feel welcome there. For me, it raises several questions – what is home, and what does it really mean to belong? And is it really possible to go back when you’ve seemingly burned your bridges?” Read more at Woman Alive…

Process, practice and protest

Count Binface and a fox protesting stand either side of new prime minister Andy Burnham.

New politics can’t outfox protest even in an age of AI

Creativity and belief will always drive dissent

“Andy Burnham’s uncontested coup de parti sees him elected Labour Party leader and the UK’s newest prime minister. It was only in January that he was blocked from standing in the Gorton and Denton by-election, foiling his first attempt to challenge Keir Starmer’s leadership. But things change. Still, Andy Burnham is no stranger to protest. No sooner had he won the Makerfield by-election in June – flanked by Count Binface and a man in a fox costume – than the crafty fox stole his moment to protest animal rights. Days later as Burnham was sworn in at Westminster, he was heckled by backbenchers. And soon enough fossil fuel protesters were aiming shouts of “Don’t Burn’em, Burnham!” at him outside Parliament. As PM, he’ll be bracing himself for more.” Read more at Seen & Unseen…

Less leadership, more participation

A congregation listen to the leader's sermon in church

If you spend any amount of time in church, it won’t be long before you hear someone talking about leadership. You might be invited to join a leadership programme, or know of an intern scheme that trains up young leaders. You may have bought tickets to a conference on leadership. And there might even be leaders in your church who train other leaders in how to develop leaders… that’s a lot of leadership. So why the obsession? Read more at Woman Alive…

Olivia Rodrigo is listening to her gut

Olivia Rodrigo lying in a field of flowers in an image from her album you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love.

“Olivia Rodrigo’s third album, released on 12 June, is the unexpected outcome of listening to her gut. Now 23, she already had two critically acclaimed albums, Sour (2021) and Guts(2023), under her belt as she set about writing her new album. She was also in a brand-new relationship, and not just any relationship. She was happily in her first proper ‘adult’ relationship, and it promised to deliver all the inspiration and stimulus for an album dedicated to the heights and depths of being in love. Or so she thought.” Read more at Woman Alive…

When ‘carenting’ feels too much

“As I write this, a text comes through from my dad: Mum was whisked into hospital during the night with dangerously high blood pressure. She’s being closely monitored. Will I be able to visit her? he asks. A feeling of panic rises in me – I have a deadline first thing in the morning, and a list as long as my arm to get through before going out of town tomorrow; ‘Not today unfortunately’ I tell him. Thankfully she’s soon back home with new medication. But that’s not always the case.” Read more at Woman Alive…

Sparkling hopes for Wiston Estate’s wine

Kirsty and Richard Goring at Wiston Estate's English Sparkling wine vineyard
Kirsty and Richard Goring at Wiston Estate's vineyard where they make award-winning English Sparkling wine.
Kirsty and Richard Goring at Wiston Estate’s vineyard

“Kirsty Goring grew up in London, and is the daughter of Nicky and Sila Lee, who developed The Marriage Course. Kirsty’s passion for wine was kindled at Sunday lunches with friends’ parents, at her Oxford college (her tutor was the ‘Don of the Wine Cellar’) and at the Ballymaloe Cookery School in Ireland. Now, it encompasses everything that goes into making Wiston Estate’s award-winning wine as well – and more besides. Her role as brand director is as much about her own capabilities as it is about an extraordinary set of circumstances unfolding over several decades…centuries even. They have all converged, providentially, to create just the right conditions, at just the right time, for an idea that was conceived over 50 years ago to finally come to fruition.” Read more at Woman Alive…

© Alexandra Noel / Woman Alive 2026

Determining a Creative Practice

In my work as a writer I’ve been going through a phase of trying to identify my PRACTICE. That’s Practice with a capital ‘P’. This is because I’m often not sure whether to call myself a Creative, an Artist, a Writer, or a Journalist. Or all of the above. I operate in all of these modes interchangeably – sometimes at the same time. A couple of people I’ve mentioned this quandary to have countered with “Does it matter what you call yourself?” And they’re right; it doesn’t matter. But then, it matters enough for me to want to know what I am in my own mind. This is about trying to capture my own approach and answer that dreaded question ‘What do you do?’ without fumbling. Because, it feels inherently linked to a process. And instead of feeling assured, my answer is usually a sequence of stilted semi-ramblings because I don’t have a coherent answer.

Perhaps it’s about identity too – a ‘Who Am I’ big life question. The truth is of course, that you can be several things at once. I’m a writer and I’m also an artist – both involve a certain shared perspective – looking at the world from the outside-in. You’re an observer trying to make things make sense; steering a course through a set of fractures and connections. And as you articulate what you see, you are hopefully helping others to articulate things for themselves too. Sometimes I’m writing opinion pieces and sometimes I’m reporting as a journalist, sometimes my writing is expansive and descriptive, sometimes it’s taut and to the point. And most often it is realised through the Media – published in physical magazines and on digital platforms.

An art studio or workshop with a bike whether creative practice is carried out.
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It’s easier than ever for people to present themselves as experts, as a recent HBR article on thought-leadership versus ‘thought-doership‘ explores. A few prompts into an LLM, can throw up a suite of expertise to call one’s own – except that ‘this’ expertise was never actually discovered through experience or won through the school of hard knocks. Whether using AI or not to conjure expertise, theories need to work in practice. So we might as well make sure they do. Because if they don’t they’re of little use. And so it is, that in this AI age, having a Practice – the all-important ‘doership’ of putting theory into practice has never been more important. For example, a neat and tidy principle for how to fix the team dynamics at work – however groundbreaking as an idea, might turn out to be a dud in practice, and God-forbid, make things worse. Experience and knowledge straight from ‘the coal face’ will stand out amongst the untested and unsubstantiated advice presented as second-hand theory. The advice people offer from lived experience keeps us grounded too – it’s humbling for someone to have to speak from their own successes and failures, and that is exactly what gives people authenticity. It also underpins any genuine sense of authority. In terms of my writing, I want my words to have had a real physical life before they hit the page. I’m convinced that having a real world, lived Practice is creatively vital and leads to our best work.

At a recent three-day course I attended, I saw firsthand the importance that having a sense of Practice makes in the context of leadership. One speaker amongst several contributors stood out particularly because everything she spoke about was rooted in her own day-to-day on-the-ground experience. And this wasn’t an average role. – Nikki Marfleet had been (until recently) the Governor of one of Britain’s high-security men’s prisons – HMP Woodhill, where violence, drug-issues and safety were everyday challenges. Here the importance of effective leadership was vital for her team and the 800 prisoners in her charge. She had done an art degree (before also studying criminology) and it was both amazing – and a little surprising – to hear how she brought her creativity into her role as a prison Governor. A seemingly simplistic approach but incredibly effective: was to make handmade cards for staff which included personal messages offering encouragement. This could be taken as naive but the result was that it really helped staff to feel seen and valued. And with some more imaginative problem-solving she set out to improve prisoners’ experiences by planting trees in the grounds so that they could see the changing seasons from inside, which helped their mental health. Taking action like this began to give staff and prisoners alike a more positive outlook. It was still a high security prison but in terms of her leadership it was a game-changer, improving the overall wellbeing of staff and prisoners alike.

When writing, ‘Be better, be punk’ I really started to notice how my Creative Practice is developing. The piece had a momentum of its own right from the beginning – as if it was a story that wanted to be written. I kept finding myself, over and again, in the right place at the right time. From the initial idea, to the experiences and interviews along the way and the conversations it sparked with people after it was published – it was a living and breathing entity captured in words on a page. It had its own life. And I felt alive too. I suddenly noticed the things I already do very naturally, and when I feel at my best. It was a signal to me of the wider creative process I was participating in as I ‘made’ the article. Importantly, it relied on my being ‘out there’ and engaging myself – being present and active in the world. And I found that my Practice is very much rooted in these things, which contribute to the wider work of researching and developing the idea – exploring a hunch and being really inquisitive and curious. My Practice felt like I was hosting a wider conversation with every person I met along the way. This threw open new avenues and made me realise that as long as I continue to write I’ll be having an ongoing conversation with the world.

An example of this was at a networking evening: I had written on the sticky label I was given to wear: “My name is: Alex Noel… Talk to me about: Punk Spirituality”. It was far better than inviting people to talk to me about writing, which has never gone particularly well. I would get questions about whether I still even have a job (I do, by the way). It was fascinating to discover how many places Punk has reached into as it has pervaded our culture over the last 50 years. From design principles of ‘punk production’ to Punk’s DIY ethos influencing leadership and coaching, and then further insights into my particular focus for this piece of punk spirituality.

A sticker on a shirt saying: My name is Alex Noel, talk to me about Punk Spirituality. With the RSA (Royal Society of Arts) logo.
Talk to me about punk spirituality, and anything else intriguing!

In that sense, my Creative Practice, is about fieldwork – talking to people, finding out what they think, connecting with them. It becomes a whole dialogue where ideas and points of view can flourish and flow. This is most true in person but I also want it to be true for how I engage online. I think making that shift is really important for engaging well with people. And always remembering that an audience is made up of individuals, each with their own stories and experiences. Recording my experiences diligently is all part of that Practice, whether in note-form, with audio or photography together with other research – it forms part of my ‘field notes’ which has a similar function to an artist’s sketchbook – tracking the evolution of the idea and deciding how best to communicate it. It’s a work in progress but this is what I’m realising as I go.

I would also be lost without having read The Pyjama Myth; The Freelance Writer’s Survival Guide by Sian Meades-Williams. Although I’ve got this far, I have been largely making things up as I go along ever since I launched as a Freelance Writer three years ago, and I felt so seen when I read her book. It was brilliantly practical and no-nonsense. And it was both validating – I was getting some things right – and challenging; I needed to make some changes and upgrades to how I work. 

So this is my Creative Practice, which, as I’ve now come to understand forms ‘the architecture of my creative voice’. The more I lean into it, the more momentum and clarity and opportunities I create. And the more confident I’m becoming – having the framework there, gives me freedom.

© Alexandra Noel 2026. All rights reserved.

The year that made us

1976 - the year that made us
1976 - the year that made us
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Something was going on in 1976. 50 years ago, it was like things really took off, and I don’t just mean Concorde’s first commercial flight. And while Concorde was ultimately decommissioned, other ideas and initiatives launched that year have endured. Among them; the Olivier Awards, Aardman Animations and yes, even the Undercroft Skate Space on the Southbank. Iconic in their own way, all of them celebrate their 50th anniversaries this year. And it doesn’t stop there. 1976 signalled such a coalescence of creativity, innovation and energy that its momentum has kept on rolling – permeating society and shaping culture right up to the present moment.

Let’s look at some more iconic beginnings from the year that made us.

Punk Music

You can’t talk about 1976 without talking about Punk. And the UK simply wouldn’t be the same without it. This year marks 50 years since Punk burst onto the music scene with the release of The Damned’s single New Rose. Shortly followed by the Sex Pistol’s Anarchy in the UK released a month later. It’s important because Punk music set in motion a profound shift in approach: inspiring a movement where everyday people realised they could just do it themselves. They didn’t need to wait for permission to follow their dreams or watch on as others ran away with things. Punk music expressed a frustration with the status quo and sparked a sense of anarchy towards established systems and ways of doing things – in its wake a raft of activity followed. Punk was characterised by grassroots energy and a DIY ethos which would not only influence music all the way into the Trip-hop of the 90s and beyond, but very quickly overlap with fashion, art, politics and social justice to become a cultural movement that would change society forever.

A man with the words Punk's Not Dead written on his shirt.
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The Body Shop

1976 was also the year the Anita Roddick founded the Body Shop – a ‘small green shop’ in Brighton with a big mission to disrupt and change the beauty industry through making cruelty-free products. This was groundbreaking – a major contrast to the accepted and all-too-common practice at the time of animal testing. And although this continues in very limited ways, the Body Shop, together with Anita Roddick’s campaigning and activism did much to challenge and reduce its practice. The Body Shop started small – a way for Roddick to support her family through owning her own business and making her own products. But she restructured the business so that further shops could be added through franchise. Although the brand was hit by controversy when she sold it to L’Oriel for millions of pounds, in its heyday and throughout the 80s and 90s, it exerted a huge influence on a generation of beauty shoppers, who for the first time were forced to consider the way their products were made and better ways of engaging with the beauty and cosmetics industry.

Dame Anita Roddick outside the Body Shop.
Dame Anita Roddick outside the Body Shop via thebodyshop.com

Apple Computers

In 1976 Apple Computers was launched by a three college drop-outs in Steve Jobs’ parents’ garage. It’s hard to imagine that Apple – as cutting edge and culture-defining as it is – has been around that long: 50 years. If there was ever be a set of products that would go on to change society, it would be Apple’s products. With their alternative version – and vision – of the personal computer Apple created a brand synonymous with style and creativity. So beautiful that Apple would easily find its products featured in TV shows and films. And so versatile and user-friendly that there was little argument in the necessity of owning an iMac, iPad and iPhone… And it was Apple’s iPod that changed the music industry in 2001 with “1,000 songs in your pocket”. Forget the need for a cumbersome walkman that you invariably had to hold or clip on; an iPod slid right in to your pocket leaving your hands free. This was thanks to Steve Jobs being joined by product designer Jony Ives in the early 1990s – a collaboration of shared ethos, marketing and design flair which would win consumers’ hearts and minds. Apple knew how to create sleek products that attracted generations of loyal customers and created a whole new way of engaging with technology.

An Apple Computer. Apple were launched in 1976 by Steve Jobs and two friends.
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Rough Trade

Rough Trade launched in 1976 – another small shop, for music this time, on Kensington Park Road near Notting Hill. On its website Rough Trade hails the 1970s as a decade of “restless creativity” where music crossed borders and embraced multiple genres. While these genres developed as distinct in themselves, others soon took hands with each other, re-forming into new genres like Two-tone (combining Punk, Reggae and Ska) imbibing the fresh sounds of a new multicultural Britain, and challenging existing ideas of the time. It proved music wasn’t neutral. Nor were fashion and art, which characterised the emergent scenes almost as much as the music itself. Genres arising from Punk carried its DNA and just like it, soon became cultural agitators and disruptors too. But it was the music that fuelled the movement. Later, in the 90s, this same DNA would inspire the Trip-hop which drew on Punk, Dub, Reggae – to name a few – mashing them together like a musical collage to create something entirely new. For its part, Rough Trade has stayed synonymous with musical discovery ever since, championing artists, new sounds and physical media like vinyl, ever since 1976. And on annual days like Record Store Day – we get to celebrate what independent shops like Rough Trade do best: bring people together around music.

The interior of Rough Trade record shop, with music on vinyl and music fans browsing.
The interior of a Rough Trade record shop via MusicWeek.

My parents

1976 was also the year my parents got married. Yes, they will be celebrating 50-years-married later this year: their Golden Wedding Anniversary. And in theory – although I was all but a twinkle in their eyes (I appeared a few years later), I owe a lot to 1976 too. My existence was already being cued up as they walked down the aisle and said their vows. It was certainly a year that shaped me – quite literally – without it I wouldn’t exist at all. But it also shaped so much of the thinking and culture that we experience today and get to enjoy about our society. Punk especially signalled the freedom to try – to do it yourself and have a go. Not only does this encourage creativity, it also took power back from the Establishment and put it into people’s hands, igniting a sense of innovation and change that would ripple out across the decades right up to the present moment. And pervading so much of our culture, it’s hard to imagine what being ‘British’ is without it.

A couple getting married in 1976 in the the UK.
Not my actual parents on their wedding day…via Pexels.com.

In summary, it’s fair to say that life would look very different today were it not for the events of 1976. The wider socio-political context at the time, marked by upheaval and a whole set of frustrations, forced the need for change. Importantly this was change that started at a grassroots level – galvanised not only by music, but by the creativity and sense of permission it gave; soon becoming a wider movement with an unstoppable momentum. What a legacy it has given us. And if it was possible then, is it still possible now? Here’s hoping. We need it now more than ever.

© Alexandra Noel 2026. All rights reserved.