Choppin' for Chazza at Rocket Barber Shop, Stokey
Written by: Sophie Taylor
“Oi bigwig!” a man once shouted at my brother crossing the road. “Get it chopped!” At the time he had managed to grow a Jim Morrison meets Leo Sayer-esque barnet of epic proportions which really cheesed off the local skinheads. This was Newcastle circa 1998 – the equivalent of London in the 1950s, apparently.
My brother gave his hair a bit of a zhuzh* and carried on up Northumberland Street, but if he had wanted to get a good old chop with a nice refreshing beer – Rocket Barbers of Stoke Newington would’ve been the place to get his bigwig seen to.
“You grow it, we mow it” is their low-key catchphrase, but Rocket’s attitude to your haircut is far from casual. These guys are serious about hair and the person that grew it.
Founded in 2012, Rocket are an independent barber shop serving up bespoke cuts under £20, at once reasonable, friendly and in possession of a pretty tasty playlist.
Their barbering approach is a winning merge of traditional technique and contemporary style, from a skilful, sassy team of Sweeney Todds.
This June, Rocket Stoke Newington are holding a day of free beer and entertainment with your cut in aid of Men’s Mental Health Sunday. Also known as “Chopping for Chazza”, there’ll be talks on mental health, stand up comedy and more from 12 – 5pm on the 12th.
They will be accepting walk-ins as usual, but try to get in touch prior so that they can be sure to accommodate you on the day with an extra barber chair or two.
A dream team of Rocket Barbers from each shop will assemble at the Stokey branch, razors at the ready to landscape your head garden to perfection, maybe even three barbers at a time.
There’ll be a donation box for haircuts and a Just Giving page for any online donations. All money raised will go to CALM, the men’s mental health charity.
Have a follow of their Facebook page for more updates on what to expect on the day. There’s talk of a DJ rocking up which would be pretty snappy while you get chopped, eh.
*how on earth do you spell that word? Answers via postcard please.
Photos via Rocket insta.
‘Chopping for Chazza’
Sunday 11th June, 12 – 5pm
Rocket Barbers, 118 Stoke Newington High Street N16 7NY
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