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Steve McLay

Steve McLay was born in Nottingham in the year that punk broke, which didn’t have any particular influence on his life until, years later, he realized he quite liked The Clash. For years he had an unhealthy obsession with Transvision Vamp’s Wendy James, until he recently befriended her on Facebook and realised that only her lips and her hair were left of his teen dream. Steve has written for The Face, Esquire, i-D, Mixmag, Jockey Slut and plenty of other things people leave on planes. He was ONETrueSaxon’s marketing manager for four glorious years and adopted a mutiple-person disorder as Renaissance’s back-room resident(s) ‘Can’t Mix ,Won’t Mix Allstars’. Steve lives in Amsterdam, buys too many clothes, owns a robot vacuum cleaner, worships at the altar of Brian Clough and still can’t DJ. He also runs No Movement For Goalposts and wouldn’t mind your help..