Ben Hibbs

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Football’s Great Mullets

The beautiful game is not confined to expressing itself aesthetically merely with ball skills. No, our sporting icons deign themselves dutifully required to innovate with style off the pitch as well as on it, and not just with the abominably-monikered threads, good gear, or clobber. Hair is a footballer’s canvas for creativity as much as the pitch. But for every style icon - from George Best’s El Beatle rockstar cool to David Beckham’s vast portfolio of trend-setting cuts - there are a slew of follicle faux pas; Bobby Charlton’s comb-over, Gazza’s bleach-blonde, Brazilian Ronaldo’s absurd 2002 tuft, or Gervinho’s inverted, receding bead curtains.

The least celebrated and most mocked style, even more than the ill-advised 80s perm, must surely be the mullet, a confusing menagerie of crew cut and creepy rear flamboyance. It is the preserve of the fashionably inept, the generationally nostalgic and the baldingly stubborn. A few modern-day fashionistas have attempted to stylise it - Beckham, Cristiano Ronaldo, Fernando Torres, Cesc Fabregas, among others - but it lacked ridiculousness, a key ingredient in a true mullet. Here follows the most meritorious mullets, starting with a true great (pictured), Ian Marshall…

Football’s Great Mullets

The beautiful game is not confined to expressing itself aesthetically merely with ball skills. No, our sporting icons deign themselves dutifully required to innovate with style off the pitch as well as on it, and not just with the abominably-monikered threads, good gear, or clobber. Hair is a footballer’s canvas for creativity as much as the pitch. But for every style icon - from George Best’s El Beatle rockstar cool to David Beckham’s vast portfolio of trend-setting cuts - there are a slew of follicle faux pas; Bobby Charlton’s comb-over, Gazza’s bleach-blonde, Brazilian Ronaldo’s absurd 2002 tuft, or Gervinho’s inverted, receding bead curtains.

The least celebrated and most mocked style, even more than the ill-advised 80s perm, must surely be the mullet, a confusing menagerie of crew cut and creepy rear flamboyance. It is the preserve of the fashionably inept, the generationally nostalgic and the baldingly stubborn. A few modern-day fashionistas have attempted to stylise it - Beckham, Cristiano Ronaldo, Fernando Torres, Cesc Fabregas, among others - but it lacked ridiculousness, a key ingredient in a true mullet. Here follows the most meritorious mullets, starting with a true great (pictured), Ian Marshall…

New Arcade Fire song ‘Abraham’s Daughter’. Epic, sinister climax.

This VT was pretty much my falling in love with football moment. What a tune… (give it a few seconds for Lynam to stop shit-chatting)

This is a tune, I reckon

pitchfork:

The new Hot Chip album is called In Our Heads and it’s out June 11 via Domino. Photo by Steve Gullick.

Fuck yeah

pitchfork:

The new Hot Chip album is called In Our Heads and it’s out June 11 via Domino. Photo by Steve Gullick.

Fuck yeah

Praise of Songs

True Blue, by Dirty Beaches (not football colours-related)

What a voice. And he can sink a beer or two, as you’ll know if you’ve seen him propping up the bar at The Temple or The Castle or any other Guy Garvey watering holes in central Manchester.

Praise of Songs

Retro cool: JD McPherson 

Put the kettle on and imagine it’s a Sunday…

Put the kettle on and imagine it’s a Sunday…

(Source: pitchfork)