STEPHANIE BROWN draws attention to the hidden labour of the female embroiderers, and how a 19th century replica made no such error
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Chris Bartter: Trade unionist and cultural activist
MIK SABIERS revels in a band that ploughs an idiosyncratic furrow of expletive laden, guitar-driven alt rock
ANDY HEDGECOCK, MARIA DUARTE and ANGUS REID review Synthetic Sincerity, Our Hero, Balthazar, Heartstopper Forever, and A Year In London
The bard invites readers to a gig, raps for Clacton, and lays out the Burnham-Hurzeler conundrum
RON JACOBS recommends an important book that enhances the oppositional theories put forth by Fanon and, in doing so, remakes psychology itself
JAN WOOLF relishes an extensive history of our long relationship to trees in Britain that underlines the current emergency
DIANE WATT argues that while evidence of sex is not there, a 16th‑century lesbian poet could be Scotland’s answer to Gentleman Jack
CHRIS BARTTER, who died on October 28 at the age of 64, was a huge, almost omnipresent, figure on Scotland's cultural, labour and trade union scene.
His towering physical height was considerable but what made an impression on people was his warmth, sensitivity, knowledge, intellect, creativity and his sense of fun. It was that humanity that led to such an outpouring of shock and devastation when his passing was announced.
In recent years, Chris was a regular and highly valued contributor to the arts and books pages of the Morning Star.
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