I have to say, I was sorry to read about the demise of Q Magazine, which publishes its last issue this month after running for 34 years. In its early days, Q was comprehensive, witty and sartorial, and an entertaining read. I still have a few copies from the 1980s, and they’re worth revisiting from time to time. By the 1990s, while the music world obsessed with indie rock, they kept their broader, more mature appeal, and while they sometimes drifted a little too much into the realms of the Loaded sense of humour, it was still a strong publication.
The regular features were, of course, excellent, with Who The Hell and Where Are They Now? being instantly unforgettable. Even the reviews sections – often running to tens of pages per issue – were detailed and generally fair.
So that’s it, after 34 years, another piece of history disappears, partly thanks to our changing media landscape, but primarily due to the ongoing lockdown. It isn’t easy to fully explain the nature of the loss here – we’ve lost a lot of music publications in the last few decades, and a few remain, but nothing with the broad, open-minded appeal that Q offered. Q is dead, long live Q!
We have, of course, talked about Q a lot on this blog. Like it or leave it, it’s been a pretty influential publication over the years. Apart from attempting to cover the annual Q Awards (2019 will come soon, but here are 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, and various posts about 1990-2012, including parts 1 and 2 of the winners), we also reviewed their U2 cover album here, and have probably mentioned them a number of other times.