Who. What. Where? No. 114

Starting off with some art this week because we’re *cultured*. Glasgow-born artist Trackie McLeod is currently running his second solo show in London. A raw dive into queer adolescence in early 2000s Scotland, FRUIT II is using all the mediums — textiles, screenprints, sound and sculpture — to mine the complicated territory of growing up gay (and closeted) in a culture steeped in machismo. To do that, McLeod has taken traditionally ‘laddy’ stuff, like souped-up Nissans, Burberry Nova Check and holidays to Maga, and presented them through a queer lens. There’s also a nice play on femininity and masculinity in the expo, since the artist’s named all the pieces after women who’ve helped him curb the shame and become his authentic self. Catch it at The Bomb Factory’s Holborn gallery from now until 11 June.

Everyone loves a rebrand, and that’s exactly what K-pop group i-dle — formerly known as (G)I-dle — has done in an ode to move away from gender confines (the G stood for ‘girl idol’). To celebrate, they’ve dropped their eighth mini-album [We Are], featuring focus track “Good Thing”, which gives Spice Girls energy with a K-pop remix. It’s also a special one because, not only is it the first drop under their new name, but it’s also the first time the group, which has a whopping six billion YouTube views (the “Good Thing” music video is also worth a watch by the way), have had all five members contribute to songwriting and production. I-dle might have dropped the G — that’s making me think of splitting the G for some reason — but this whole release is giving girl boss. Listen to “Good Thing” here.

Another ‘What’ to put on your radar this week is Chilly’s Big Mouth bottles, which are basically the brand’s regular containers but on steroids. They come in two-litre and four-litre varieties, which might sound like overkill, but you won’t be thinking that when you’re partying in the middle of a field this summer and suddenly run out of water. They can also keep your bevs cold for seventy-two hours or hot for forty-eight, which is useful if you want to go camping or something equally as miserable. Obviously they’re also great for sharing — and, no, you won’t catch a cold sore from your scabby mate (I’m the scabby mate) because there’s a fancy ‘pouring collar’, plus it comes with cups. There’s also room in the top to shove in tea bags or lemon slices or something to accommodate whatever fruity little side quest you’re on. The two colourways (black and lime green) are equally pretty tasty-looking and make drinking from a plastic bottle seem a bit embarrassing in comparison. 

Music and beer are one of life’s most natural combinations. It makes perfect sense then that electronic duo Maribou State — who are heading back to Glasto this year — have teamed up with Pressure Drop Pale Ale to create an ode to… Tottenham (which isn’t as random as it sounds since that’s both where the duo are from and where Pressure Drop is brewed). Named Hallucinating Love Pale Ale after Maribou State’s latest album, Hallucinating Love, the beer company has really done the most for its debut artist collab in order to make the taste reflect the sound. It’s tropical, citrusy (think: lime zest and grapefruit) and it’s all-round great vibes. You might not actually want to crack it open though, because the can is just so bloody aesthetic.

Last up, we have Somerset House Studios’ Artists’ Fair returning for its third year — and this time they’ve gone properly ambitious with a full weekend takeover on 7 and 8 June. Unlike your typical art fair where you’re basically window shopping for stuff you can’t afford, this one is refreshingly anti-commercial — the twenty artists with stalls get paid a fee upfront and keep all the profits from sales. We love giving back, don’t we? It’s not just about the shopping though — there’s everything from kids critiquing art at the ‘Spaghetti Club’ (honestly, brutal but brilliant) to speed dating for creatives. Ooer. There’s also panel discussions on housing precarity, guided tours unpacking Somerset House’s shady tax office past and a group therapy session called ‘Art Aches’, where artists can moan about the industry. Sounds perfect, really.