It isn’t news that as university goes on, it becomes increasingly more difficult for students to get their bums out of bed. Despite several Birmingham School of Media students walking into Grand Central station wearing sunglasses, and with the posture of a zombie, spirits were still high for 7am on a Friday. We had to grab a delegate...

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Ah, Music Journalism at Birmingham City University. The time where your tutor is the kick up the arse that you well and truly need in order to branch away from student publications and unpaid work. Pitching is hard work, you have to be firm, confident and believe in what you’re selling. Nobody buys from the quiet market seller,...

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Music journalism is not just fangirling over your favourite bands, writing glowing ‘reviews’ explaining why you love everything they do and the ground that they walk on. It’s not critically analysing every note and chord, either. It isn’t about finding hidden academic messages, or only reading the surface. Like with everything, music journalism at its best is about...

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It’s ironic when people insult degrees within the Media. As usually they’re taking the mick through social media, or doing it when listening to the radio, watching TV, or wearing something that advertisements persuaded them to. Speaking of mick, you should thank media for being such a ‘Mickey Mouse’ degree, because that lil guy wouldn’t exist or continue...

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Last week I had the beautiful honour of visiting Rome, Italy. As with all city breaks, we walked for four days until we couldn’t feel our toes anymore; wearing pointed ankle boots probably didn’t help in my situation, ate a lot of pasta and pizza, and swooned over pretty boys (and buildings!)  Here are a few handy tips...

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