I am going to Prague in the morning to see my little brother innit.

So before that, I gotta get Keith Tenniswood’s remix bits finished, ATD9 finished, the artwork finished, ETC!

No sun for me yet.

I used to be quite good at writing, I discovered this morning. I never read my old stuff, but one of my peoples sent me this demanding to know if it was me. Which it was.

I “missed” Flav on The Farm, cos I don’t have a telly, and I was in America at the time anyway. I saw a tiny bit of that show he did for MTV. It was fucking shocking. Viacom continue to reinforce the same anti-black caricature they were pushing a hundred years ago (see pic). If it’s not the potential-rapist “thug” face 50 shows, it’s the subservient fool dribbling over a white woman. Cop Charlie Braxton’s open heart. Then go here, if you never have, it is facinating.

— Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005

Coyness, is, indeed, nice.

But it WILL stop you.

I know this. Not that that helps. Sometimes a person can know the alphabet backwards yet still fail to recognise a “Z” when it is smacking them about the head.

WHACK!

WHACK!

Monkeys, iPods, ook.

I never whored myself, you know. I was gully and conceited.

So, I stayed up till just gone midnight doing a mix for The Selector, which was making me happy, as it was fun. Whacking Swiss and me over Pulp and shit. Jehst and Klash and Sov and Face and shit. GALANG. And, lo, so reach-ed I the finalle, when there was a mighty buzzing at my door. BRRRRING! BRRRRRRRRRRRING! And I ignored it at first, as usually the door is made noisy by pals slash drunks slash lady folk of Wade. But eventually I found it was in fact Jeres, who was drunk, and needing some vague refuge after a row with his better halves (girlfriend, bandmate).

So I never got the early night I was planning. Jeres got booze, and had a song in him he needed excorsising, and it was very beautiful. We shall finish it tommorrow – he just left – and I need to render this mix and send it to its new home. I shan’t bother going to bed a whee while yet, as Wade shall no doubt return from Rakehells’ with an army of drunk children and start making smoothies and bacon, and waking up to children and bacon after minutes of sleep gives me gip. Better that I am awake and slightly Steptoe, as opposed to full blown..

I am going to Prague tommorrow, aparently. Which seems odd.

So, one of my peoples emailed about my nice see through rock. He say it is “probably rock quartz or calcite [if it is see through, and it's calcite, it's a relatively rare form known as Iceland Spar - woop de hoop!!!!]… We shouldn’t entirely dismiss the possibility that you stumbled upon London’s only vent of kimberlite, a carbon-rich volcanic rock which coughs up diamonds more frequently than Pete Doherty coughs up excuses for no-shows wreathed in crack smoke.”

I like that. Eloquent my peoples. HAHAHA, I have a fuckin rock of CALCITE, bitch!

I thought for a whee while I was turning into a robot, made of metal and grease and calculations, you know. I didn’t ever remember dreams unless they were terrible nightmares.

Do you realise how relentless I have been for the last, um, long time since I stopped beign a foolish druggist?

Very relentless, Bub. Relentless turns into ludgubrious quicker than you can say Towers Of London are the greatest band in the world.

Balance, context, innit.

Speaking of which, dear old Larry Silverstein – the genius who once owned a couple of the World Trade buildings, but cleverly bought the lot, and took out a record insurance policy on them, months prior to the cinematic events of September 11th 2001 – has finally responded to the outrage he caused when he said on telly he’d given orders to “pull” (demolish) building 7, which WAS NOT HIT BY NUFFINK. His response? He didn’t mean demolish. Didn’t say what he did mean. I said it cos it’s true – dude’s a genius.

Say word!

— Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005

I am a very bad son. I missed my Mam’s birthday on Friday, and Old Man’s Day on Sunday.

I am a bit sad because I suck. I am definitely not organised enough yet. Living in bedlam is unhelpful, but no excuse for SUCKING.

Hey, special lala, since ATD9 is out on Friday, that means ATD10 will be with you in July. So to celebrate, we shall be having a PARTY, with Mr Eddy Temple Morris at Cargo in London. It shall be on Friday the 15th, and I shall be assembling as many of the folks who’ve made the tapes so dope to do tracks off of them LIVE, innit.

So that will be exciting.

I am indoors missing the sunshine, but prolly most of you are too. We paddled on Sunday you know. I found a see through rock. It isn’t glass at all, bollocks.

— Tuesday, June 21st, 2005

Summer is finally with us in the UK. My band and I played the Middlesbrough Festival yesterday, which was brilliant. IT was boiling hot sunny, then it turned into a big ass storm, of some Goliath magnificence. It stopped raining when we played, but there was lightning. And moshing townies. And kids at the front who knew the words to One Bullet and Oh! and shit. And people snogging when we did Love. BIG UP YOUR BAD SELVES!

We did a brand new song, and that went down best of all (apart from Clones), weirdly, ‘specially with the scallies. So that one’s next on my Record Proper list.

Hey! Those crazy nu-imperialists are trying to BAKE US ALIVE! Weirdos. And along with that, they’re insistent on throwing trillions of dollars into outer space. These people are fucking NUTS, spa. Serious. I am just glad it is a pretty day here, is all.

— Monday, June 20th, 2005

“We don’t have to protect the environment, the Second Coming is at hand.”

James Watt said that, what, fifteen years ago? He was Secretary of the Interior during the Reagan Administration. Responsible for National Policy regarding the Environment. AND YOU WONDER WHY SHIT IS AS IT IS! You think the attitude is any different now?

“I don’t know that atheists should be considered citizens, nor should they be considered patriots. This is one nation under God.”

That was Daddy George Bush. I had another dream about him last night. He had me tied to this stone slab in the middle of a forest, all the tree trunks surrounding me were jet black, like they’d been painted with tar, and he was trying to stick his fingers up my ass. I tore a great chunk of flesh out of his neck with my teeth and it crumbled in my mouth like meringue.

Anyway. The minds that shape the world. Cheers Moth for that.

Oh, I meant to mention this ages ago, but Brian Harvey, be safe dude. Much Love to you man, keep your head up. There’s more to life than Heat spreads, it’s all good, you’ll be fine. You’re a legend man, serious.

— Friday, June 17th, 2005

Fuck an ID card.

Serious. Click that shit, put your name down. First we try the peaceful, reasoning, shit. If that fails, we take it to the streets. If that fails we run up on Charles Clarke and slice his fucking ears off. Blow up Parliment. Word.

A writer writing in Kerrang! said I “make Goldie Lookin Chain look like poets” today. Lady, Gee El Cee ARE poets! Don’t hate! AND! Don’t sleep! None a ya! Swiss’ Pain Is Muziq done got national distribution, so you need to get the fuck out of your chair and go buy that shit right now, because it is a fucking beautiful record.

SERIOUS!

Man, I’m a form a funk thrash metal group and sign to Captains Of Industry, I just decided.

Oh, here’s some good news from WuTangCorp.com (welcome back!):

First of all, the long awaited and most anticipated 5th Ghostface album is finally taking form. So far 18 songs have been recorded. Producers include MF Doom, Louis Parker [not OUR Lewis Parker! Sweet!], Wisemen, Pete Rock and Nottz. The RZA is also scheduled to contribute beats to the album at a later stage. The album will include a song featuring the entire Wu-tang Clan including vocals by the late Ol’ Dirty Bastard [RIP], as well as a song featuring Ghostface’s son by the name of Sun God. Ghost says he’s happy at Def Jam and has described his relationship with Jay-Z (current President of the Island Def Jam Group] as a very inspiring and supportive one [WHOO!]. The album is tentavily scheduled for a release in September, but most likely to change. Ghostface will also release a volume 2 to his ’718′ compilation on Koch Records later this year .

— Wednesday, June 15th, 2005