We called on street poets, MCs, lyricists, vocal divas and musical minds around the country to submit their messages of peace! And… Our collaborative peace anthem is now ready to be shared with the world – messages of peace that…Read more about Peace Anthem
Online Comp Winners
Partnered with cult online channel SB.TV, we set out to find a new generation’s messages of peace. With a brilliant backing track that was inspired by New Day Foundation, check out the beats and words that will feature on our peace anthem – the full track was released 21 Sept!Read more about Online Comp Winners
Peace Mix Presents
Our Peace Mix journey reached its final destination with a stonking live show at The Camden Roundhouse. There was a banging headline set from Tinchy Stryder, massive tunes from Maximo Park and brilliant big-stage debuts from our joint Peace Mix Play Off winners Ricky Fleming & Georgie Rose.Read more about Peace Mix Presents
What is Peace Mix?
In 2012 Peace Mix called for all street poets, songwriters, vocal divas and virtuosos to come together and help us spread a message of harmony using the most powerful universal language – music! Over summer the Peace Mix Mic Relay tour journeyed…Read more about What is Peace Mix?
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