The Ransom Note

Born out of wedlock to Mr Internet and Ms Really Cool in 2009, the increasingly vital Ransom Note has complemented your inbox each week with a mix of cutting edge music, high/low culture and New World musings. Not only that, we highlight the pick of upcoming parties, wedding receptions, discos and kebab shop special offers. Ransom Note is the preserve of category A taste-makers, lunatics without real jobs and club & culture heads across the UK and beyond; we are the Acid House-obsessed, cross-eyed, distant cousin of Private Eye. Drawing inspiration from Jockey Slut, Faith and The Face, Ransom Note’s aim from the outset was to cast a sardonic eye across the electronic music culture, art and film world whilst retaining a degree of intelligent analysis. Over the years, regular contributors have included house legends, anarchist journalists and fox-obsessed writers. We are also blessed with a fine stable of resident wordsmiths to keep things ticking over on a weekly basis. We’re not always right but the ethos is to have an opinion on whatever we write about. If we’re not covering something we should be, get in touch and fix it. With love until the grave, R$N x