06.25.09

Steven Wells, RIP

Posted in non-sporting journalism, Rock Und Roll, Sports Journalism at 11:22 am by

Steven Wells aka Swells aka Seething Wells, the Yorkshire spoken word artist, author, music journalist and sporting critic, has passed away at the age of 49 following a long battle with lympathic cancer.  Wells’ columns for the Guardian —- written from his subsequent Philadelphia home — have been quoted at length in CSTB, and perhaps some enterprising person will compile a stack of them into a book of some sort.   To call Wells a contrarian is only skimming the surface of his skills.  There have been few scribes on either side of the pond — in the music or sports spheres — who could match his wit, or maintained bullshit detectors so finely attuned. He’ll be sorely missed and our thoughts go out to his family, friends and colleagues.

3 Responses to “Steven Wells, RIP”

  1. Ruairi says:

    His ‘Writer’s block is a bourgeoise concept’ manifesto for article composition had a massive impact on me, and though I agreed with pretty much nothing that he said, he’s still one of my favourite music writers ever.
    I wish I still had a copy of the Napalm Death 1-page ad he made for the NME – it was all text, THOUSANDS of words about how immense the new album was, just fantastic, his passion made a mockery of all the flak he used to get for being a ‘music journalist who doesn’t like music’.
    RIP Swells, you will be missed.

  2. David Roth says:

    I knew next to nothing about his music criticism, but he was a fluent, funny, constantly surprising writer. I always enjoyed his appearances here, but only recently got into the non-soccer stuff from Philadelphia Weekly. The cover stories about cancer are really, really good, and it’s sad to see him pass.

  3. GC says:

    on the music tip, Daphne & Celeste never had a more articulate champion, Belle & Sebastian never had a more worthy foe. Swells was one of the few UK writers of his era who gave American hardcore more than a passing glance, and he brought a similar outsiders’ perspective to his later-period sportswriting. The guy was reliably funny, but didn’t limit himself to safe targets

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