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My best mate and I have our birthdays within a month of each other, and we started this year with our feet in the sand on a beach in Thailand, talking about what we wanted from 2020. (Cue mirthless laughter). Its a landmark year for both of us, as its the last year of our 30s I turn 40 in December.

Neither of us are particularly happy about the prospect our voices get high and squeaky when we discuss it but I decided that one way of softening the blow was to have a mad year of hedonism. It was going to be like a Say Yes Night, as seen in Grace and Frankie, where you say yes to everything, even to experience things you might normally be scared of or feel like you dont have time for.

People say things like be glad to be alive when you express unhappiness around a birthday, and while I get the wider philosophical message, it does diddly squat to mitigate the things you are afraid of around such a landmark one. For me, its the knowledge that we still live in a society that lionises youth. Because of gender inequalities, that tends to hit women harder, with greater value and worth placed on our looks. Exhibit A: literally any red carpet event where the men look like theyve just woken up from a nap and the women have clearly spent days on their look.

Admittedly, I didnt take turning 30 well either because landmark birthdays force an unwanted inventory of your life. What you achieved, and more crucially, what you didnt. Turning 40 is similar, but with the additional layer that some things may soon be out of reach, such as having children. I cant say that I definitively want them, or Im sad about it, but I know that when I turned 30, Im pretty sure it was a given that Id have kids by now. Do I mourn what didnt happen or the fact that it may never happen because of biological clocks and whatnot?

The year of hedonism was to overturn that narrative of being past it. To counter the sadness with a lot of fun. To actually be spontaneous for once without over-thinking it. I know that when the clock strikes midnight on my 40th birthday, my bones wont instantly shrivel and become decrepit, but I wanted to use it as an excuse to generate the courage to try the things I always wanted to.

I didnt really date much in my 38th year because I couldnt be bothered, but my 39th year was supposed to be about dating loads. It was about meeting lots of new people, and not putting it off for another year. Travel was also a big one. I was going to try and actually stay at a festival for the whole duration usually I run away after two days because of the lack of showers and garbage. I wanted to finally hire a car and drive around Italy, something I have always wanted to do but kept putting off because the driving on the wrong side of the road scared me. I wanted to do the trek to Mount Everests base camp because I felt it would make me feel strong and capable. Beyond travel, I also wanted to change my personal life by pushing myself out of my comfort zone and socialising with people I didnt know (something Im notorious for hating), and take the next step with newer friendships by going on holiday with them.

But above all, I wanted to live this year with a sense of bravery and limitlessness, because I wanted it to teach me the lesson that age really is just a number, and that I was still capable of having fun, and being fun too.

Coronavirus obviously put a stop to all of that, and while it isnt exactly the worst problem to have, there is a clear sense after three months in lockdown, that this isnt going to be the year I thought I would have. Although I had a tantrum at the lost time I wouldnt get back (yes, you can still have tantrums in your late 30s), that has distilled into a sense of sharpness and focus around what is important. For a start, I had Covid-19, and now that Im in the middle of a slow recovery, I know Im lucky that it wasnt worse. But also, the things that make us scared of turning 40 or any landmark year for that matter almost always come from things externally, rather than how we feel inside.

Internally, I feel amazing. I dont feel past it. I dont feel like Im even halfway done

My friend joked that she is going to start lying about her age, and I said actually, it is important that we dont. Forty feels so bad because we associate it with being ill or things going wrong, or we think we wont be able to do as much, or because we simply havent had the right role models. We think of when our parents turned 40 and maybe we dont want that for ourselves.

Internally, I feel amazing. I dont feel past it. I dont feel like Im even halfway done. Health problems can happen to you at any age, so turning 40 is just a chance to make sure you take care of yourself a bit better, not an inevitability that parts are going to fall off. Being visible and being okay with being 40 is really important to setting the example to others around you, and especially to our kids and nieces and nephews.

So if I didnt get to do my year of hedonism, thats perfectly alright. All turning 40 will do is to sharpen my focus around what it is that I really do want, rather than having to commit to some mid-life crisis bucket list. Life doesnt end or even begin at 40, it just continues, and hopefully for the better. And for now, thats actually all I need or want.

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Bostonians of a certain age fondly recall the heyday of WBCN and its anything-goes hedonism. But the station, which launched in 1968 and went off the traditional airwaves in 2009, was also groundbreaking for its commitment to social justice through independent reporting and commentary.

Thats the focus of WBCN and the American Revolution, the feature-length documentary directed by Bill Lichtenstein. He got his start in journalism as a 14-year-old correspondent for the station in 1970 and went on to become an Emmy-nominated producer for ABC News.

For the past year Lichtenstein has been screening his film to enthusiastic audiences at festivals and in theaters around the country. When the pandemic interrupted the rollout, he began offering the film to listener-supported community radio stations as a digital rental. The partnership has been mutually beneficial: nonprofit stations from Maine to Oregon have shared proceeds, while Lichtenstein has enjoyed a golden opportunity to demonstrate how WBCNs activism in the late 1960s and early 1970s remains relevant today.

We wanted to generate a discussion about the importance of community radio, says Lichtenstein. If you go back to the earliest vision of licensed federal broadcast as an industry, it was always about serving the community, the public interest.

Lichtenstein has partnered with the National Federation of Community Broadcasters to offer the film to its 200 member stations. So far more than a dozen stations, including the legendary WFMU in New Jersey, have screened the film.

We wanted to be involved because we felt like so many stations are trying to figure out how to tap into peoples hearts and minds about the issues theyre seeing right now, says Ernesto Aguilar, NFCBs membership program director. Seeing this film in this moment is really refreshing.

Last week, on the day George Floyd was buried, Aguilar helped coordinate a coast-to-coast simulcast of Sam Cookes A Change Is Gonna Come. Thats the kind of gesture that inspires Matt Murphy, station manager of WERU in central Maine. His station recently presented WBCN and the American Revolution in a Belfast movie theater, then moved the film online once the lockdown began.

Murphy grew up in the Boston area listening to WBCN, and hes not alone.

We had a couple people come to the movie with their BCN T-shirts on, he says.

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Some of Jamaicas most prominent resorts reopened today as the country reopened its borders for international travel, and more hotel reopenings are on the near horizon along with steady increases in flights from the U.S. to Jamaica.

Crucially, Jamaica will be testing all visitors with COVID-19 nasal swab tests at the airport.

And all travelers to Jamaica must complete a Travel Authorization Form in advance of their trip.

So whats open right now in Jamaica?

The Moon Palace resort in Ocho Rios, Sandals Montego Bay, Riu Ocho Rios, Holiday Inn Resort Montego Bay and Beaches Negril all are welcoming guests back as of June 15.

The Iberostar Grand Rose Hall, Montego Bay also reopened on 15, and several other resorts have targeted July 1 as their reopening date, including:

Sunset at the Palms Negril has announced July 9 as its reopen date. Sunset at the Palms appreciates the thought and planning from the government entities in Jamaica when deciding to re-open our airports to international travelers, said Carol Slee, senior VP sales and marketing for Sunset Resorts. From the beginning of COVID-19, our first concern has been for the health and safetyof our staff and guests. We are now prepared to open our resort with a complete array of enhanced protocols, which will help alleviate concerns and enable our guests to fully enjoy their stay with us.

For example, Sunset at the Palms will now offer in-room check-in, dining by reservation only, and will offer guests the option to forego daily housekeeping if they are reluctant to have staff enter their rooms.

The Royalton Negril Resort & Spa, Hideaway at Royalton Negril, and Grand Lido Negril will reopen on July 15. The Island Outpost group of resorts, which includes Goldeneye, The Caves, Strawberry Hill, and Fleming Villa, will open to guests on Aug. 1, while the luxury boutique Round Hill resort has atentative reopeningdate of Sept. 1.

In line with Jamaicas mandatory COVID-19 protocols, resorts have been quick to adopt cleanliness and safety as part of their branding. Couples Resorts, for example, is touting their Good Clean Fun program, while Royalton Resorts is touting Safety Assured Vacations.

The Couples program will include social distancing protocols in airport shuttles as well as in restaurants and in pool areas, for example; the resort also is including masks among its room amenities and has pledged only to work with excursion vendors who comply with Centers for Disease Control and Prevention COVID-19 safety protocols.

The clothing-optional Hedonism IIs Party Safely plan includes temperature checks, luggage disinfection, PPE and sanitizing stations, and frequent disinfecting of air conditioners and in room surfaces.

In anticipation of Hedonism IIs July 1re-opening, we have spent the last month undertaking preparations and consulting with local and international organizations to make sure our enhanced safety measures are up to the highest standards, said Kevin Levee, general manager of Hedonism II. We look forward to welcoming home our guests and are confident that the iconic Hedonism II experience will shine through, even if its with some adjustments.

Travelers heading to Jamaica from June 15 on can choose from American Airlines and Delta Air Lines flights from several major U.S. gateways. American is flying daily between Miami and Montego Bay, Miami and Kingston, Charlotte and Montego Bay, and Dallas Fort Worth and Montego Bay. Delta has daily flights between Atlanta and Montego Bay and Monday and Tuesday flights between Atlanta and Kingston.

JetBlue is resuming Montego Bay and Kingston flights from New York/JFK and Fort Lauderdale in June, with two or three flights weekly but a plan to ramp up to daily service in July and August.

Saturday-only flights from Boston to MoBay will resume in July as well, as will flights between Orlando and Montego Bay. JetBlues Fort Lauderdale-Kingston service will restart with three weekly flights in July and August.

Southwest Airlines intends to resume service to Montego Bay from Baltimore Washington International Airport and Orlando on July 1, and Spirit has plans to start flying again to Montego Bay and Kingston from Fort Lauderdale the same day. United Airlines daily service from Newark and Houston to MoBay will recommence on July 6.

Travelers returning to Jamaica will enjoy new features at several new properties, including the 57-room Eclipse at Half Moon resort enclave, a dozen new rooms (called the Marumba Studios) at the Geejam Hotel in Port Antonio, an organic restaurant at the Round Hill resort that serves uncooked vegetables and fruit, and a new beach club at the Tryall Club in Montego Bay.

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i-Ds most iconic cover of the 1980s doesnt star a model. It doesnt star a musician, an actor or an artist, either. In fact it doesnt star anyone. For The Happy Issue, no. 54, released December 1987, Editor-in-Chief Terry Jones designed little more than a simple yellow smiley face and the words Get up! Get happy!. The energy conveyed through this symbol a symbol rapidly becoming synonymous with youthful hedonism and inhibition was enough to capture everything the cover needed to. Jonathan Anderson, when imagining what Loewes new collection would look like, and trying to distill a cocktail of inspirations and references, must have felt the same way.

The Smiley looms large in the imagination of ravers and disciples of the Ibiza acid house club scene. For Jonathan, endlessly drawn to the island when creating his collections for the luxury Spanish house, the little motifs of the scene have become far more than just simple reference. In the market for a summer fit that takes in all this history and turns it into something futurist? Ready to swap black and greys for neon yellow and electric blue? Look no further than here.

Loewe Paulas Ibiza collection is an homage to the beloved boutique store of the same name, founded in 1972 by Armin Heinemann and Stuart Rudnick. Armin and Stuart always riffed off the natural world when making their own, and Jonathan has made sure to reinterpret this kaleidoscopic archive in a way that feels fresh and modern. Look no further than the mermaid bag for evidence of this fusion of past and present, a playful take on a classic print, or the waterlily prints adorning long beach-ready shirts and cut-and-pasted in squares across light wash denim jeans and cut-off shorts.

With the addition of the Smiley , the designs also find a fresh new simplicity and energy this season. At the new collections heart are relaxed oversized tees adorned with large Smiley faces printed across them, available in neon yellow, black, white and tie-dye. Elsewhere the Smiley is printed across black and yellow matching two-piece shirt and trousers and splashed across white cotton shirts; its large and unignorable on fraying oversized jumpers and its humble and small on a shirts buttons. Accessories-wise, it lends itself perfectly to over the shoulder neon pouches and bumbags, designed for little more than your phone, I.D. and gum. What more do you really need.

Ecstatic abandon is total in this collection Jonathan says, Part rave, part cyberdog, in acidic neons, faded olive greens and borderline hues of scarlet, sunrise orange and midnight blue. The mood is summery, playful, part leisurewear -- long linen tunics, cropped dungarees and bleached jeans and part classic summer staples -- striped aprs-swim overshirts and soft terry tees. Incorporating reflective silver trousers, day-glo sandals and acetate sunglasses, this is a true uniform for night time.

The world is in a strange place right now but, as Jonathan points out, there is escapism to be found in rave culture, one which germinated in Ibiza. After all, the Smiley doesnt simply mean happiness. If we look at its history, its as much about resistance as it is about partying. The Second Summer of Love, a movement which raged through clubs, warehouses and fields of Britain in 1988 to 1989 -- mere months after Terry Jones enshrined its coat of arms on the cover of i-D -- found inspiration not simply in the sounds of Balearic house discovered on holiday in Ibiza, but in forging connections with each other through clubbing.

The clothes back then mirrored this freedom -- colourful, baggy, makeshift -- and, as we wrote when commemorating its thirtieth anniversary of the Summer of Love in 2018: It was Great Britain loosening its tie, and its reverberations are being felt to this very day. All these principles that dictated the particular style choices of this movement can be found here in the new Loewe Paulas Ibiza collection. The fits are loose, the colours clash in wonderful ways, the accessories make a statement if little else is to be worn with them. Shape and print enhance one another: mermaids swim amongst red corals on maxi-dresses and long robes with ruffled sleeves, Jonathan says, jikin goldfish wander amongst waterlilies on wide-hemmed capri pants, bolero skirts and swimwear. Whether its the print of a poncho resembling the scenes iconic club posters, the psychedelic pink and greens of the tie-dye sweater, or the clashing of a T-shirt in two prints split down the middle, the collection comes alive.

Armins first designs were also, by his own admission, mistakes. Mistakes in explaining to the seamstress and her misunderstanding my poor Spanish. What came out was different to what I'd wanted but I thought, Wow, that looks good! While there may be more precision to what Jonathan does at Loewe, this care-free attitude was a crucial balance to strike when paying tribute to an institution as beloved as Paulas. Ive always said that Paulas Ibiza embodies the spirit of letting go, Jonathan says. With this collection, which sees Paulas Ibiza flourish into a fully-fledged offer for men and women complete with vibrant fragrance and playful accessories, I wanted to capture the breezy spirit of the Balearics and celebrate a moment in time that saw the hedonism of these islands expand to influence subcultures across the world.

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The Royal was plainly missing and the Ascot was sometimes hard to detect as well, with the racing good, the big names familiar but no crowd energy to propel Flat racings grandest meeting.

For one year only - we assume - the racing won against the hats, the booze, the crush, the posing and the paparazzi, the social climbing and the betting ring din. Boiled down, this years Royal Ascot is pure racing, stripped of the human element: the fizzing gallery that horses and jockeys thunder towards at a meeting that underpins the English social calendar.

The horses won against the traffic, the fashion, the morning rush to be ready, the afternoon clamour to be seen. At the heart of day one was action that might have been anywhere in England, on any racecourse. When the stalls opened the heart beat faster. Each time they crossed the line, a 35-minute void ensued.

Football will not face this problem. The game rolls on for 45 minutes, stops and then starts again. The theatre of racing is stop-start. The first race lasted 1m 26.19secs. The next one arrived more than half an hour later. Into that gap are usually squeezed snapshots of the English at play. As the Bollinger and the beer kick in, the early garden party feel inches towards the kind of hedonism that requires a lot of clearing up.

But Ascot did all it could to bring punters into the biosphere of the Queens course, with a new wine club, afternoon tea by home delivery, a Royal Ascot songbook and an online Racing Hub through which owners could watch their money either paying dividends or going up in smoke. No outfits, no top hats, just the people who pay the bills stuck at home on sofas, occasionally chatting to ITV Racing, for whom Mick Fitzgerald was penned in his own wooden enclosure in the parade ring.

This was about as far from the essence of Royal Ascot as you could go. But it was infinitely better than nothing - and a day for purists to savour. The old debate about how best to promote racing was irrelevant. This week it is all about the horses, the professionals, with 3.7m in prize-money fought over with all the hullabaloo of a Monday morning on the Newmarket gallops.

Theyve done so well to have the meeting. It is still Royal Ascot, said Richard Hannon, trainer of the weeks first winner, Motakhayyel. There arent 60,000 people here, but maybe there are more people at home watching and paying attention than there ever have been. Its fantastic, in what has been a very gloomy few months. It looks like sport is coming back, in the right way, racing is adapting and were showing that we can adapt to new regulations and so on.

John Gosden, the countrys leading trainer, was even more effusive. He said: This country and many countries in the world have suffered horribly from this sinister disease; it has been devastating. Everything that people are going through, let alone the destruction of our economies and people losing jobs. Its a worldwide problem.

So, to be able to come here in this very large amphitheatre in the fresh air, biosecurity everythings very tightly run, we are cleaning our hands all the time. It is a very safe place to be and its lovely to put on top-quality sport with the best racehorses in Europe, great athletes and great jockeys. We understand that its a financial blow for the racecourses, but we are putting a show on and its great that its going out.

That show went out to 120 countries, all of whom had cause to reflect on what sport is, and how it really functions, not to mention the English class system, which boards a carriage and trots down the straight before this meeting starts. Or did. That standard TV news shot of the durability of the monarchy was lost to the nation. But the racing survived, and the good news is that its still beautiful.

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It has almost been three months since the UK Government imposed a lockdown due to the outbreak of Covid-19 and yet normality in Britain at least still feels a long way off. This is true of fashion too, where, for the foreseeable future, runway shows are no longer possible. London Mens Fashion Week is still going ahead, though albeit in a different form: now gender neutral, the event will merge mens- and womenswear on londonfashionweek.com a new, digital-only platform hostingcontent from over 100 designers, in addition to creative individuals and cultural institutions.

Launching on Friday, this content will be available to access via a Netflix-style hub split into three streams: The LFW Schedule, which comprises timed moments, including conversations (betweenHussein Chalayan and Elise By Olsen, for example), collection launches and conversations; Explore, which aims to tell the story of Londons creativity and culture via BFC-created content (including a podcast featuring Edward Enninful and Sadiq Khan discussing the coronavirus pandemic and Black Lives Matter movement); and Designer Profiles, where the designers will introduce themselves and their work. Obviously theres a lot going on, so weve picked out a few of our highlights.

Accompanied by a trio of young South London musicians Rago Foot, Kwake Bass, andWu-Lu Nicholas Daleys Autumn/Winter 2020 collection took inspiration from Afrofuturism and the black abstract art movement of the 1970s, namely the work of Guyanese-born artistFrank Bowling whose first major retrospective opened at the Tate last year. At 12pm on Friday, the designer will be premiering The Abstract Truth, a behind-the-scenes filmby Amy Douglas that promises an insight into the making of this collection.

One of fashions rising stars, designer Priya Ahluwalia launched her eponymous brand in 2017, which draws both on her Indian-Nigerian heritage and her upbringing in London (herSpring/Summer 2020 collection took inspiration from old family photographs). At 1.15pm on Friday, Ahluwalia will be launching her second book, Jalebi, a limited-edition photography tome, shot by Laurence Ellis, which explores the designers work and what it means to be a young mixed-heritage person living in the UK. Jalebi will be showcased via an interactive and virtual gallery space.

Bianca Saunders, another rising star, launched her eponymous brand in 2017 too, and has since garnered attention for her thoughtful exploration of topics surrounding gender, race and her own Caribbean heritage, as well as the cut of her clothes, which imbuesthegarments with a sense of movement. At 11.30am on Saturday, Saunders will be launching a zine in addition to hosting a panel discussion with photographer Joshua Woods, stylistMatt Holmes and model Jess Cole.

Charles Jeffreys label is of course synonymous with his LOVERBOY club night at Vogue Fabrics in Dalston and all the hedonism that comes with. While club nights and hedonismmay feel like distant memory at this point in the pandemic, Jeffrey will be live-streaming a LOVERBOY party at 7pm on Saturday, to launch a new capsule collection and perhaps offer a foretaste of the freedoms we will be able to enjoy again once lockdown measures finally lift.

The alma mater of some of the greatest designers in fashion history, Central Saint Martins will present Class of 2021 Fieldwork material at11.20amon Sunday,produced by the colleges MA Fashion students engaged in the process of design; in its purest, almost abstract form. Precisely what this entails, youll have to wait and see.

The emerging Amsterdam-based designer Duran Lantink who was nominated for the LVMH Prize in 2019 for his innovate repurposing of deadstock has invited the multidisciplinary artist Angel-Ho to take over his platform on London Fashion Weeks digital hub. The music and performance artist continuously subverts and questions gender stereotypes with their work, and for London Fashion Week has chosen to spotlight a series of organisations which support Black Lives Matter and gender movements (SWEAT, Sistaaz Hood, The Marsha P Johnson Institute, Lovedale Press, and a petition for justice for Khosa Collins)alongside two emerging South African artists (Haneem Christian and River Moon).

East London-based shoe brand ROKER celebrates its signature box-toed boots with a series of films created for London Fashion Week. Claire Wang, Jordon Byron Britton, Luke Farley,Anna Engerstrm and Nina Kunzendorf, each wearing a pair of bespoke ROKER boots, captured themselves in their homes for the five films, which are now available to watch on the gender neutral brands Youtube channel.

Londons firstdigital fashion week launches on June 12, 2020.

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A Guide to What's Happening at the First Digital London Fashion Week - AnOther Magazine

Its very easy to be dismissive of period dramas. At their most stuffily conventional, these shows create a whitewashed world of upper-class manners where conversations are mealy-mouthed, love lives strain against buttoned-up puritanism and there is usually someone tinkling away on a pianoforte for no particular reason. The poster for the 10-part series The Great a wonderfully oxymoronic image of its star Elle Fanning cinched into a corset and wearily flipping off the camera promises to blast the cobwebs from what can be a tiresome genre. And boy does it deliver.

This is, as each episodes disclaimer warns, the occasionally true story of Catherine the Great (Fanning, shucking off her butter-wouldnt-melt persona with aplomb). A dreamy, idealistic teenager, she imagines a charmed life for herself as Russian empress in which she will be free to propagate Western ideas on philosophy, literature and science to her people. After marrying into the royal family, she is horrified to discover that her new husband Peter (Nicholas Hoult, deliciously odious) is a mercurial buffoon whod much rather humiliate courtiers and fool around with his mistress than modernise his country. It may be the age of enlightenment but Russia is wilfully living in the darkness and Peter is to blame.

The Great is the brainchild of Tony McNamara, the Oscar-nominated screenwriter behind The Favourite, and his latest project shares that films mischievous spirit. The palace is a playground of debauchery, doused in vodka and decadence. During one banquet, a string quartet is instructed to play louder to muffle the sounds of their emperor loudly having adulterous sex in an adjacent room; at another, guests are ordered to gouge out the eyes of decapitated heads served alongside their dinnerplates. The Great takes liberties with realism, tossing in anachronisms that give the show a modern sensibility.

Being lax on historical accuracy allows McNamara to mine the series for laughs, and there are plenty of them. Most of its comedy derives from the clash between how we expect 18th-century royalty to behave and how they actually do. The genre-upsetting writing is so pleasingly vulgar, both in terms of its scatological humour (the bed chambers soon descend into a swirling morass of vomit, ejaculate and diarrhoea) and blue language. Therein lies its appeal. The shuddering thrill at hearing characters, in powdered wigs and laced-up bodices, effing and blinding as profusely as mobsters in a Scorsese movie cannot be overstated. Much like The Favourite before it, The Great trades in obscenity and hedonism, cheekily undercutting traditional period-drama politesse.

The shows unconventional approach is also apparent in its presentation of Catherine. Nominally, she is the woman behind the man; in reality, shes plotting to overthrow him and seize control of his empire. Perhaps because she was a child star, Elle Fanning has almost exclusively played ingnue roles that never really require more than sweetness from her. In The Great (for which she also serves as executive producer), the actress unleashes a whole new side of herself, flushed cheeks glowing devilishly against alabaster skin.

She initially endows Catherine with the genial navet we have come to anticipate from an Elle Fanning character. By the end of the pilot, hardened by Peters oafishness, her eyes glint with menace while she smiles sanguinely. Appearances, she learns, are what count at Russian court, and in order to get what she wants she must conceal her true feelings. This dance between seeming and being forms the basis of Fannings most mature performance to date. And, lets face it, its a joy to watch her give in to baser urges for a change (the moment when she bites a man for placing a shushing finger on her lips is a real highlight).

As on-screen husband and wife, Elle Fanning and Nicholas Hoult are perfect foils for one another: where he destroys, she creates; where he is ignorant, she is knowledgeable. Their whip-smart back-and-forth is like a sweary screwball comedy, laden with double entendre and throwaway insults (Our fucking is as dull as a beaver chomping at a log). Hoult aces the deadpan delivery of these jokes, while also scratching at Peters insecurity. When not striding naked along palace corridors or bumbling through military-strategy meetings, the emperor worries that he is not living up to the legacy of his father Peter the Great a legitimate concern since his wife secretly calls him Peter the Not Quite Adequate. The actor lends depth to what could have been a caricature of a villain, adding a smidge of pathos to the characters officiousness.

Funny and fantastically engaging, The Great is an orgy of excess where the only leverageable commodity is power. Advisors, seeking their own political advancement, seesaw between loyalty and manipulation, their slippery allegiances as changeable as Peters temper. In the capable hands of Tony McNamara and his two nimble leads, 18th-century Russia has never been so outrageously bawdy and back-stabbing. Its all the better for it.

The Great will be available to stream on Starzplay from Thursday 18 June.

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At the dawn of 1991, no one would have dreamed that alt-rock would dethrone the King of Pop. Of all the developments that occurred during that seminal year for pop music, none is more celebrated or dissected than the popularization of the alternative rock genre, a style previously marginalized to music's underground trenches. This was the year that the United States' leading college rock band R.E.M. became a global top-tier act, the inaugural Lollapalooza festival plopped myriad abrasive sounds upon the doorstep of suburban America, and, like some storybook dream, a grungy trio from the backwoods of the Pacific Northwest named Nirvana leapt from obscurity to worldwide fame with its major-label debut Nevermind, a feat that would be capped by the shocking displacement of pop's biggest name, Michael Jackson, at the top of the US album charts in January 1992.

Nirvana's breakthrough LP wasn't alone in '91, as equally-important alterna-blockbusters by Pearl Jam (Ten), the Red Hot Chili Peppers (Blood Sugar Sex Magik), and R.E.M. (Out of Time) flew off record store shelves as often as anything by MC Hammer or Guns N' Roses. Even without getting into the acclaimed cult favorites and pivotal releases by the Smashing Pumpkins, Primal Scream, Soundgarden, My Bloody Valentine, Slint, the Pixies, Dinosaur Jr., Teenage Fanclub, Hole, and more that shared calendar space during that 365-day span, it's clear that the genre was a driving force in making 1991 one of the most impressive years ever for the LP format.

Funny enough, some journalists like to refer to 1991 in shorthand as "the year punk broke", a title drawn from a Sonic Youth tour documentary of the same name released the following year. It wasn't -- that would be 1977 or 1994, depending on which country you come from. Commentators often take the name at face value, not realizing that "The Year Punk Broke" was the official name of Sonic Youth's tour -- it was inspired by the group seeing the promo for Mtley Cre's "Anarchy in the UK" cover and joking sarcastically that in '91 punk would break into the mainstream -- and not a name dreamt up after the fact. The Ramones aside, that bill lacked the sort of short, speedy three-chord rockers that still thrived in punk scenes around the globe, instead offering Sonic Youth's very post-punk guitar deconstructionism (the band after all started out as a No Wave Johnny-come-lately, the very antithesis of conventional punk), Dinosaur Jr.'s wanky lead licks and stoner/slacker attitude, and Nirvana's marriage of equal parts Beatles, Led Zeppelin, and the Pixies. Furthermore, much of alt-rock's frontline at the time -- R.E.M., Jane's Addiction, Morrissey, Pearl Jam, Nine Inch Nails, etc. -- had precious little to do with punk stylistically.

Some would argue that certain bands shared a socially-conscious, do-it-yourself philosophy of musical independence that was "punk" in attitude, but then again punk does not have a monopoly on indie-label frugalism, grassroots career-building, or independently-sustained regional music scenes. Anyone who thinks so is overlooking that these same methods were employed not only by post-punk (a concerted attempt to destroy punk's spent corpse in glorious fashion), hip-hop, and underground metal in the 1980s (newspapers made a big deal of thrash's jump from the indie-label ghetto to the majors in the late '80s before it did grunge's), but also allowed Western mainstream pop/rock of even the most mundane variety to spread behind the Iron Curtain prior to the end of the Cold War.

No, on a sonic level, we aren't talking about punk storming the charts in 1991 -- we're talking about a genre/movement I like to handily summarize as "post-post-punk". After the first wave of punk petered out at the end of the 1970s, those left standing either took the post-punk/New Wave route of breaking down genre parameters in an anti-rockist mission, or the hardcore/Oi! road that preserved punk by toughening it up into a stripped down, purist form (not unlike the path undertaken by the New Wave of British Heavy Metal and subsequent headbanger genres during the decade). A few years later, both these approaches had become largely spent creatively, and alternative rock was born of the intersection of hardcore kids outgrowing that scene's rigid sonic parameters and backsliding post-punkers rediscovering the joys of classic rock.

Pioneered by a few key artists -- R.E.M., the Smiths, Hsker D, and the Replacements, chief among them -- united in their rejection of hardcore and post-punk/New Wave for reconfigured sounds from the 1960s and pre-punk '70s, the disparate-yet-likeminded sounds of early alternative rock congealed into a broadly definable genre as the decade wore on. Often swathed in patchwork, thrift store fashions out of economic necessity, these artists filtered rockist signifiers of the past -- jangly arpeggios, fuzzbox distortion, heavy metal riffs, fringe haircuts -- through a collegiate, postmodern sensibility that rejected macho swagger and technical spectacle, the sort of thing that actually dominated popular rock music from the end of New Wave until 1991. As Simon Reynolds once said, alternative defines itself as pop's other, and thus '80s alt-rock largely shunned advances in production and technology for an at times Luddite disavowal of the sounds of cutting-edge pop, rock, and R&B. Naturally, the genre didn't sell very well back then, and was mostly confined to the racks of mom-and-pop record shops and the college radio airwaves.

Despite its separation from the pop world, alt-rock had inched progressively closer to the mainstream by the dawn of the 1990s, as critical plaudits grew and major labels began signing more and more artists. Observers anticipated a broad breakthrough would occur soon, but in the meantime had to content themselves with the occasional breakout success. At the start of 1991, alternative's flagship group was Athens, Georgia's R.E.M., a quartet touted as "America's Best Rock & Roll Band" by Rolling Stone. R.E.M. had already scored top ten hits on the Billboard Hot 100 with the singles "The One I Love" and "Stand" in the late '80s, but '91 would be a banner year for the ensemble as its seventh album turned it into a household name. Trading in R.E.M.'s typical collegiate jangle-pop sound for mandolins and clearly-enunciated vocals, Out of Time debuted at number one in both the US and the UK, spawned the restless lament "Losing My Religion" (and the less-fondly remembered but equally sizable hit "Shiny Happy People"), and garnered seven Grammy Award nominations including Album and Record of the Year.

Out of Time's sales of 4.2 million copies domestically and upwards of 12 million units worldwide over the next few years would signal the start of R.E.M.'s imperial phase, when it was a serious contender for "biggest band in the world" status. Key to Out of Time's appeal was a gentle, song-focused pastoralism that was inviting to folks reared on adult contemporary sounds; the most threatening thing about the group was its by-the-book liberal politics. R.E.M.'s long, steady journey from an indie label single issued a decade earlier to pop stardom with integrity and creative control intact was a model to be admired and followed by those seeking similar rewards. Yet in practice, R.E.M. was more of an anomaly than an easily replicated template for how other musicians could break through the glass ceiling separating most alt-rock from the mainstream. More often than not, alterna-rockers would either score a freak pop hit and then fail to deliver a follow-up feat, buckle under the pressure and disastrously tone down their sound in vain hopes of radio play, or slog it out on a major label selling next to nil until they were dropped from the roster.

Outside of R.E.M. and the goth bands (whose top act, the Cure, sat the year out), alt-rock's great commercial hope appeared to be the baggy bandwagon jumpers that swarmed the British indie scene in the aftermath of the Madchester craze. Alternative had long fared better in the United Kingdom than anywhere else -- John Peel's nationally broadcast Radio 1 show was a nexus point for all sorts of underground artists, and the Smiths had led the charge for the genre up the UK pop charts back in the mid-'80s -- but at the time, its domestic indie scene was beginning to hit a bit of a doldrums; as a counterpoint, American alt-rockers became very hip in Britain, resulting in the Pixies' astonishing number three album chart placement there for their 1990 LP, Bossanova, as well as much excited chatter about Dinosaur Jr., Sonic Youth, and the Seattle grunge scene.

Two of 1991's biggest hits were the beaming dance/rock hybrids "Right Here, Right Now" and "Unbelievable", by British alterna-dance groups Jesus Jones and EMF, respectively. Though those singles were obscenely catchy, their authors paled in comparison to the Stone Roses and Happy Mondays -- Madchester's leading lights -- both artistically and charismatically. But with the former wrapped up in record contract squabbles and the latter losing itself to intoxicant-driven hedonism, the field was wide open for less-remarkable copycats.

British observers would bristle at how a band like Jesus Jones would vastly outperform the Roses and the Mondays commercially in the US, strengthening criticisms that Anglophilic Americans would lap up any dreck from the UK. Huge sellers they were, "Right Here, Right Now" and "Unbelievable" dated obscenely fast, a trait that relegated those singles to the status of curious novelties not long after, and rendered popular follow-ups "Real, Real, Real" and "Lies" as forgotten cast-offs of a big Brit-led dance-rock intersection which never materialized. Interestingly, one baggy anthem from 1991 that holds up remarkably well is "There's No Other Way" by a fresh-faced quartet from Colchester, England named Blur, who would become of the decade's most acclaimed alt-rock ensembles once it sorted out a new identity for itself.

Yet a third option for popularizing the genre was rearing its drug-addled head in 1991 -- unfortunately, said option had already decided to throw in the towel. The arty Los Angeles quartet Jane's Addiction melded previously disparate musical strains including goth, heavy metal, and funk into an idiosyncratic, quasi-bohemian combination that managed to intrigue hard rock fans; some observers even touted the alt-rockers as the next Led Zeppelin. Jane's had been one of the most buzzed-about bands in rock music for a few years already, but only three albums into its career and on the cusp of finally penetrating mainstream rock radio following Ritual de lo Habitual (1990), the group was ready to disband over creative differences and uncontrollable substance abuse habits.

Jane's Addiction did have one last masterstroke at the ready, as flamboyant, forever idea-concocting frontman Perry Farrell, plus Ted Gardner and Marc Geiger, envisioned an American leg of the group's farewell tour that would be a multi-band bill inspired by England's Reading Festival and other such events in Europe unknown in the States. Instead of setting it up in one spot for a few days like the European fests, however, the three men fashioned it into a traveling, multi-date extravaganza. Named Lollapalooza by Farrell, it was a physical manifestation of the group's open-minded, hedonist ideology, a subculture on wheels intended to arouse all the senses with information booths everywhere that advocated everything from gun control to body piercing.

Lollapalooza

Although Lollapalooza's line-up wasn't homogeneously alt-rock -- the inclusion of Mick Jagger-approved hard rock band Living Colour and rapper Ice-T's metal project Body Count precluded that -- the heavy emphasis placed on the genre forming the backbone of the tour ensured that the style would receive countless namechecks in press reports. Furthermore, the bill was packed with artists that non-collegiate radio played rarely or outright ignored; aside from Jane's and Siouxsie and the Banshees, none of the alt-rockers were even favorites of modern rock radio, the sole commercial format that alternative acts were often relegated to alongside post-punk/New Wave survivors.

As the headlining act, Jane's cannily placed itself on the frontlines of what Farrell dubbed the Alternative Nation, subconsciously positioning itself as an amalgam of the various sub-strains these artists represented, including goth (the Banshees), transcendent funk-rock (Fishbone), post-hardcore heavy rock (Rollins Band), gonzo noise rock (Butthole Surfers), and irreverent melodicism (Violent Femmes). In the midst of a dismal touring season, Lollapalooza bucked an industry-wide low-attendance trend to became one of the highest-grossing live shows of the year, selling approximately a half-million tickets by its conclusion. To Farrell's surprise, he was asked to turn the festival into an annual affair.

Though Lollapalooza was ostensibly an elaborate showcase for Jane's Addiction, the foursome would receive stiff competition from another name on the bill, industrial rock act Nine Inch Nails. Having originated as Trent Reznor's rather synth-poppy (albeit still seething) one-man studio project, following the release of NIN's debut LP Pretty Hate Machine (1989), Reznor assembled a full touring band, complete with loud, brutal guitars that resulted in a truly fearsome assault which, according to commentators, wound up stealing the festival from Farrell and Co. Having made an impression on Middle America via the tour, NIN and Reznor were stars-in-waiting by the end of 1991. The project would benefit greatly from the alternative revolution in the years immediately afterward, as its follow-up studio releases Broken (1992) and The Downward Spiral (1994) were greeted with Grammy Awards and multi-million sales, while Reznor, with his fetish garb and his graphic yet visionary music videos, became the sort of dark, transgressive media icon Perry Farrell always cravenly strove to be.

After Lollapalooza concluded, the last months of 1991 brought albums by now-seminal bands -- Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Red Hot Chili Peppers -- that would soon be plucked from the alternative ghetto and elevated to rock's multi-million-selling A-list. What conspicuously tied all these groups together (aside from most of them sharing the bill on the Chili Peppers' late-'91 headliner tour and Lollapalooza '92) was they were alternative rock bands, complete with long hair, aggressive guitars, massive drums, and infectious riffs. Ultimately, this quality was instrumental in allowing alt-rock to finally achieve widespread popularity.

Both the idea that pop crossover was the way to go and a general disapproval of rock's macho clichs had led to an emphasis on melodicism as the key to mass acceptance by both musicians and industry types. However, rock fans in 1991 were starving for new, relevant sounds -- contemporary stadium-sized superstars like Guns N' Roses, Def Leppard, and U2 seemed hopelessly bloated, and pop, R&B, and hip-hop were dominating the musical landscape. If rock was to stage a comeback, it had to be in a refurbished, reinvigorated guise that connected squarely with Generation X, not its baby boomer parents.

Having rejected party-hearty subject matter, noodly guitar leads, and slick power ballads in favor of dense guitar distortion, oblique lyrics, and a socially conscious outlook, alternative rock (particularly grunge) was ably placed to fulfill that role (this sort of stripped-down, grim-and-real oppositionalism to mainstream rock is also what enabled Metallica to thrive handsomely at the same time). Despite a contrary nature that would result in some rather backward-looking tributaries from time to time -- the ramshackle '60s-adoring "cutie" bands of the mid-to-late '80s being a perfect example -- the genre's noisier vanguard from Hsker D on through Dinosaur Jr., the Pixies (which established the extreme dynamic shifts that would become the style's trademark), and Sonic Youth, and up through to Nirvana and its peers had indeed made advances in redefining approaches to the electric guitar, leading to a dense, overdriven assault that by 1991 was cutting-edge stuff to the multitude.

The result of all this was that the "rock" element of alterna-rock became the genre's primary draw for fans. This meant that unless you were R.E.M. disciples like Toad the Wet Sprocket or Gin Blossoms, after 1991 alternative artists were expected to be loud, riff-heavy, and able to move from a sedate verse to a cathartic chorus at the drop of a hat. The way forward for alt-rock was clearly illustrated by Nirvana's late '91 guest-spot on MTV's Headbanger's Ball, where its "Smells Like Teen Spirit" video was performing quite well ("Skullcrusher number five!"). As the footage of Kurt Cobain -- decked out in drag -- and Kris Novoselic chatting with host Riki Rachtman (who struggles desperately to get his interviewees to loosen up) demonstrates, the alternative and metal sensibilities jarred hilariously, but the draw of the music to the latter fanbase was undeniable.

Fortuitously, in most cases, the potential new saviors of R-O-C-K managed to have ready the strongest LPs of their careers. Of this opening salvo of hard rock alternatives, the Chili Peppers scored with the masses first. Building upon the groundwork laid by their 1989 LP Mother's Milk and its crossover rock radio hit "Higher Ground" (ironically, a buffed-up Stevie Wonder cover), Blood Sugar Sex Magik would elevate the Chili Peppers to the big leagues. Although the album's second single "Under the Bridge" would do its part to boost sales of the record throughout 1992 by vaulting up to number two on the U.S. pop charts, its lead single "Give It Away" was an important beachhead in and of itself by confounding the assumptions of commercial radio.

Singer Anthony Kiedis mentions in his autobiography Scar Tissue that the group sought to premiere the track on a Texas station, but were told to "come back to us when you have a melody in your song." Such a snippy attitude overlooked that the rhythmic thrust of "Give It Away" was what made it compelling, and that Chad Smith's drum fills and Kiedis' wiseguy rap flow were hooks in of themselves; it also illustrates the ingrained biases that faced metal and hip-hop on the airwaves, which would only be refuted by gigantic record sales. The Chili Peppers got the last laugh, as "Give It Away" reached number one on the Billboard Modern Rock Charts (the first chart-topper of many), and is now one of the long-running stadium-filling act's signature tunes.

Red Hot Chili Peppers' breakthrough success with Blood Sugar Sex Magik would however be eclipsed by the event that would finally break down the doors for alt-rock forever, Nirvana's wholly unexpected ascendancy to stardom. Having snapped up the buzzed-about yet still fairly obscure grunge trio amidst heated music industry competition, DGC Records still could only hope that Nirvana's second LP Nevermind would match the numbers shifted by fellow signing/Nirvana booster Sonic Youth's Goo from a year before, about 250,000 copies.

Without warning, the group's first major label single "Smells Like Teen Spirit" -- which itself was never intended as a breakthrough hit, but a base-builder to introduce neophytes to the band -- conquered the radio airwaves in spite of reluctant programmers who were inclined to restrict the abrasive, mumbly-mouthed riff-rocker to nighttime radio play. Unprecedented demand created shortages of Nevermind, causing DGC to put production on other releases on hold in order to manufacture sufficient supply. Once the "Teen Spirit" music video entered heavy rotation on MTV, sales exploded even further; despite popular conception, MTV did not make Teen Spirit" a hit, although it did multiply its impact to astronomical proportions.

The introduction of SoundScan, which relied on barcode scanning at the cash register to accurately measure each record sold, in the United States that year also aided Nirvana and its peers immensely. Previously, it had been relatively easy for promoters to entice stores to skew their sales tallies to benefit veteran artists and middle-of-the-rock pop/rock. The most shocking result that the implementation of SoundScan revealed to the industry was large gains in market share for three genres: hip-hop, country, and alternative rock. Having numbers on its side, DGC used the skyrocketing figures for Nevermind to convince radio stations playing more established artists to add the group to its playlists.

By Christmas 1991, SoundScan placed Nevermind at selling between 300,000 and 400,000 copies a week. Sources state that most of these sales were kids exchanging unwanted holiday gifts, with Michael Jackson's latest LP Dangerous being the overwhelming returnee. Meanwhile the critical plaudits piled up -- the 1991 installment of the renowned Village Voice Pazz & Jop critics' poll (published in March 1992) would unveil the album and "Smells Like Teen Spirit" as the most-acclaimed recordings of the year by a healthy margin. In just four months, Nirvanamania had spread out from the U.S. and UK, hounded Nirvana along its European tour dates, and caught on around the rest of the globe.

Considering R.E.M. and the Chili Peppers had already shifted crateloads of records that year, and Lollapalooza had just prior introduced the phrase alternative rock" to the tongues of your average punter, it may seem curious that history fixates heavily on Nirvana's role in alt-rock's ascendancy to become the dominant form of rock music in the '90s. It isn't historical revisionism though, as a trawl through magazine and newspaper archives will reveal how observers were shocked by what Nirvanamania meant for music. Alternative was expected to be eked out to the masses slowly; springing straight from the underground and leapfrogging ahead of tried-and-true marketing strategies (and assumptions) was not supposed to happen.

Although Nirvana ousting Michael Jackson from his Billboard perch on January 11, 1992 was in essence a freakish exploitation of chance developments (biographer Michael Azerrad points out in Come as You Are: The Story of Nirvana, As luck would have it, U2 had decided to release its version of an art-rock record, Michael Jackson continued his artistic slide and Guns n' Roses saw fit to release two albums at once."), even if the album hadn't reached number one, it still performed impressively -- it was clear that there was a waiting audience after all for this genre's rougher corners beyond college students and hipsters.

Still, Nirvana's feat underlined for everyone that all bets were off. In panic mode, record labels immediately scrambled to sign all sorts of offbeat underground artists because no one was sure what would sell anymore. Meanwhile the members of Nirvanaespecially singer/guitarist Kurt Cobainbecame newsworthy figures, grilled in numerous interviews about their newly-bestowed importance in relation to pop music and Generation X. Such inquires would be responded to with solemn disbelief, sarcastic jokes, and generous name-drops of the members' favorite bands couched between criticisms of "cock rock" musiciansa startling lack of rock star self-importance and pretension that many young fans had never seen before, which would help explain why these unkempt weirdos were enthusiastically adopted as heroes for a new age. While Perry Farrell transparently sought to be a spokesman for a generation, the moody-yet-sensitive Cobain became one without trying (or wanting) to be one.

Nirvana will forever be the most important group to emerge during alternative's crowning year -- but it wasn't the biggest. That honor goes to its grunge rival Pearl Jam, which stands revealed as the most popular -- and populist -- alt-rock band to graduate from the class of '91. Unlike Nirvana's out-from-nowhere rocket ride to prominence, Pearl Jam -- a group that had only been together since 1990, formed from the ashes of the glammy Mother Love Bone -- would have to claw its way gradually into the popular consciousness, meaning that, at the conclusion of '91, its maximum impact was still some time away. If 1991 was the year of Nirvana, 1992 belonged to Pearl Jam, as Ten steadily climbed the charts all the way to number two on the Billboard 200, where it lingered for months. By early 1993, American sales of Ten had already outstripped those of Nevermind. Today, Ten is currently certified as 13 times platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America, making it not only the third most-shipped LP to come out that year after Metallica's "Black Album" and Garth Brooks' Ropin' the Wind, but the highest-certified alternative rock album in the United States, ever.

Not that Pearl Jam would get many kudos for its feat, as alt-rock's pervasive elitism -- its most noxious trait -- manifested amidst all the good news in '91. Nirvana got cheers of approval during its ascent up the charts, but the knives came out for the members of Pearl Jam, who were disparaged (most notably by Kurt Cobain) as brazen careerists, fake grunge, and corporate whores willing to shell watered-down alternative. Much of the discontent stemmed from Ten's relatively conventional rock leanings, as it audibly bore the influence of Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, Stevie Ray Vaughn, and other perceived musical dinosaurs. It is this quality, however, that endeared it to millions who could care less if Pearl Jam had never been on an indie label. Rooted so strongly in classic rock, Ten sounded like, well, a classic rock record, one placed firmly in the modern age by Eddie Vedder's rumbling, frequently rambling vocal stylings and tortured everyguy persona.

Pearl Jam

With Vedder's impassioned tales of pain, angst, and anger regarding topics including homelessness and school violence layered on top of those big riffs and oodles of guitar leads, Ten's songs were transformed in widely-resonant anthems of despair and triumph. Amidst all the fretting about authenticity that the advent of million-selling alterna-rock conjured, history has proven that Pearl Jam has never been less than sincere in its intentions, as it would go on to challenge Ticketmaster over high ticket prices, stump for social causes like abortion rights at any given opportunity, and overall refuse to adhere to the expectations assumed of rock stars under the media glare. Bearing in mind the virtuous path Pearl Jam has followed in the last 20 years, the sarcastic disses and ironic affection for junk pop culture that became so important to '90s alternative iconography betray the truth: that the problem with Pearl Jam was less about authenticity than a snooty us-verses-them mentally that -- while giving alt-rock a sense of purpose pre-'91 -- resulted in some rather petty attitudes that could at times make the genre's practitioners more close-minded than the mainstream pop/rock it rallied against.

The rise of alternative rock in 1991 had seismic consequences, as the music industry quickly reconfigured itself to accommodate to the new landscape. According to David Brown's Sonic Youth bio Goodbye 20th Century, there were about a dozen modern rock stations in the United States in 1990. By 1992, there were over a hundred, all happy to spin the latest singles by Nirvana and Pearl Jam instead of rapidly expiring British post-punk leftovers. The proliferation of such stations was beside the point in a way, as alt-rock succeeded the year before because it infiltrated music television and mainstream rock radio, not by pandering to the then largely inconsequential modern rock format. For years afterward, industry discussions would be focused on finding "the next Nirvana", the next oddity from the underground that could enrapture the teenagers of the world. Musicians also reinvented themselves in the face of the New Thing.

Mtley Cre, Poison, and countless other fading glam metal stars tried to overhaul their sounds and images in the vain hopes of remaining relevant. Depeche Mode frontman Dave Gahan became enamored with alt-rock after attending Lollapalooza, and newly decked out in long hair, a beard, and tattoos, insisted to his synth-welding brethren that they become a grunge band. U2's ahead-the-curve embrace of irony served it well in the post-grunge landscape, but it aimed to shore up its associations with the Alternative Nation by asking Nirvana, Sonic Youth, and the Pixies to open for its media-overload Zoo TV tour; the Pixies ultimately nabbed the opening slot after the others declined, but to their eternal regret they often played to mostly empty and/or indifferent arenas, as unsympathetic U2 diehards stayed away until their heroes took the stage. Meanwhile, high-class grungewear designed by Marc Jacobs stalked New York fashion runways, and Hollywood's leading men started sporting unwashed hair and patchy facial scruff.

It might be tempting now to veer into a sober recap of how the reign of alt-rock eventually came toppling down for a variety of reasons less than a decade later: death, drug abuse, lackluster follow-ups or overinflated sales expectations, the deluge of unremarkable alterna-clones that flooded the market, the replacement of rock as the preeminent musical voice of the youth by hip-hop. And certainly, there was a lot of crap alternative music released amongst all the fondly remembered '90s classics. But what's inspiring about looking back at alternative rock in 1991 is how even as grunge was just starting to turn a generation of music fans onto flannel shirts and politically-correct angst, there were discernable signs of later advances in the genre to come.

In the year Nirvana began storming up the charts, Pavement and Sebadoh (led by former Dinosaur Jr. bassist Lou Barlow) turned "indie rock" from a mere synonym for alternative into a distinct anti-mainstream strain by spearheading the lo-fi movement. Shoegaze group My Bloody Valentine's Loveless was a sonic canvas of visionary guitar textures that virtually reinvented the language of the instrument. The first stirrings would was would be termed "post-rock" emerged in the form of LPs by former New Wave synthpop group Talk Talk, which had completely overhauled its sound in by its final album, Laughing Stock, and gnarled math-rock ensemble Slint, with its hipster touchstone Spiderland. And grunge's conquest of the British baggy hordes would not long after lead to a nationalistic rebuttal in the form of swaggering, tuneful Britpop.

Be it unlikely blockbusters or low-selling gems admired by an ardent few, in the end, the most tangible legacy that alt-rock from 1991 has to offer will forever be the records that were produced. Alternative rock has reached phenomenal heights before and since, but there is a certain heady aura that clings to the year that gave us R.E.M.'s Michael Stipe pining "I think I though I saw you try" to an audience of millions, Eddie Vedder using that powerhouse voice of his to exorcise his personal demons for the first time, and Kurt Cobain bashing out a deceivingly simple four-chord riff that would become a generation's equivalent to the Rolling Stones' "(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction" or Led Zeppelin's "Whole Lotta Love".

In the long run, it was never about an underground genre "winning" against pop aristocracy and rock convention: after all, in spite of all that had indeed genuinely changed, slick mainstream pop never went away post-Nirvana -- it just had a more visible counterpoint --and even Guns N' Roses was finally defeated more by its frontman's rampant egoism than Nirvana's scathing rebukes. Instead, it was all about 1991 quite likely being the creative apex of alternative rock music.

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This article was originally published on 29 September 2011.

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Kazim of stylist duo Priyanka & Kazim recalls his experience working with Sushant Singh Rajput back in 2017.

Sushant Singh Rajput has been recognised as one of the most humble actors in the industry. The news of his sudden demise came as a wave of shock for Bollywood. Kazim of the stylist duo, Priyanka & Kazim recalled working with Sushant Singh Rajput for a shoot back in 2017 and revealed he was a very humble and helpful person. Even though Sushant Sing Rajput went big from television to the silver screen, the actor always managed to win hearts with his down to earth attitude.

"Soon after we had begun working with Sushant, a shoot in January 2017 called for us to travel overseas for 3 days. The shoot was finalised at the eleventh hour, which put me in a predicament because multiple other commitments compelled me to be in Mumbai," stylist Kazim shared a post on his social media handle and went on to reveal his experience working with the actor. His co-stylist Priyanka stayed in Mumbai juggling with gigs while he decided to travel with Sushant and help set things up on the first day, figuring now his team would to continue.

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Soon after we had begun working with Sushant, a shoot in January 2017 called for us to travel overseas for 3 days. The shoot was finalised at the eleventh hour, which put me in a predicament because multiple other commitments compelled me to be in Mumbai. Priyanka stayed in Mumbai juggling gigs, and I decided to travel with Sushant and help set things up on the first day, figuring my team could take it from there. Sushant, being on brand, knocked out the work quickly, and suggested we use the remainder our time well. He insisted we needed to squeeze three nights worth of hedonism into that one night, since I was traveling back the next day. That one night is a microcosm of how Sushant lived, three lifetimes worth of living in one!

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"Sushant, being on brand, knocked out the work quickly, and suggested we use the remainder our time well. He insisted we needed to squeeze three nights worth of hedonism into that one night since I was traveling back the next day," Kazim said. "That one night is a microcosm of how Sushant lived, three lifetimes worth of living in one! he added.

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