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September 2007
Friday, September 28th, 2007

Iesu Grist, if that ain’t the dumbest song I have ever heard I don’t know what is.

That is a new low right there. Top bottom that, someone! Anyone?

Thought not. Anyway. Marv The Marsh has posted his next single on his MySpace. It cusses Oystercards and questions the contents of those BCG injections they gave us, so you KNOW it’s on point!

— Friday, September 28th, 2007

Thursday, September 27th, 2007

“The autumn months are never a calm time in America. Autumn is a very Traditional period, a time of strong Rituals and the celebrating of strange annual holidays like Halloween and Satanism and the fateful Harvest Moon, which can have ominous implications for some people…. There is always a rash of kidnapping and abductions of schoolchildren in the football months. Preteens of both sexes are traditionally seized and grabbed off the streets by gangs of organized perverts who traditionally give them as Christmas gifts to each other to be personal sex slaves and playthings.”
Hunter S Thompson

Burmese Military Shooting Monks, Raid Monasteries.
“According to witnesses soldiers smashed windows and doors and beat the sleeping monks. Some escaped but hundreds of monks were taken away in military trucks.”

(Just heard on Radio 4 – “you’ve got ten minutes to leave or be shot.”)

Scary Peak Oil Movie Released
“You needn’t be a conspiracy theorist to see a connection between America’s current obsessions with the Middle East and national security, and the world’s looming oil crisis.”

XXL Magazine’s Publishers Drop New Gun Mag Called “Glock”
“The town of Jackson Hole is one of America’s most beautiful – and GLOCK keeps it one of the most peaceful.”

Australian Government Hijack Web

A bill introduced this week by Australia’s Parliament would give the Australian federal police the power to control which sites can and cannot be viewed by Australian Web surfers.

Uncle Murda Snitches On Self
“I feel like if a nigga was in the street doing what he was doing and a nigga snitched on another nigga in the street to bail himself out of jail or make his situation better – I’m really against that shit. I feel like if you can’t kill that motherfucker in six months, or if that nigga can’t die, you need to go get somebody in his family or something.”

ENOUGH!!!

— Thursday, September 27th, 2007

Wednesday, September 26th, 2007

— Wednesday, September 26th, 2007

Tuesday, September 25th, 2007

You know how far I cycled today?

30 miles.

That’s right busters, I pedalled 30 miles from Clapton to Acton (that rhymes) in an orange prison jump suit (I wear it for the poor and broken down), and on the way back the heaven’s opened up and I got my orange prison jump suit (living on the hopeless, hungry side of town) soaked through. Did I cry? Did I grump? HELL NAW! It was EXHILARATING! And a bit sad, I saw one nasty accident and one poor old man getting abused by the police. They had him in this really harsh arm lock, and he wasn’t resisting or anything, just murmuring drunkenly.

I went to meet some producers – I’m doing that all week, LP # 2 is written and demoed (with room for late additions, of course), and now we gotta suss out who’s gonna help me bring it to life. Obviously I want my man James Brown back, and I’d like to do some stuff with Danny Saber again cos he is cool and a nutjob. I also want this thing reach proportions of Meatloafian epicness, so lets’ see what the fuck is up.

Hey, you know what I did when I got home?

Baked a bacon and egg PIE.

Serious, I get down like that nowadays. Ya diiiiiiiig?

— Tuesday, September 25th, 2007

Monday, September 24th, 2007


It’s going to happen very soon. The great event that will end the horror. That will end the sorrow. Next Tuesday, when the sun goes down, I will play the Moonlight Sonata backwards. This will reverse the effects of the world’s mad plunge into suffering for the last 200 million years. What a lovely night that will be. What a sigh of relief, as the senile robins become bright red again, and the retired nightingales pick up their dusty tails, and assert the majesty of creation!
Leonard Cohen

Someone at xxlmag.com is gonna get SACKED!

“ZoneEdit DNS services for this domain have expired.
To reactivate service for XXLMAG.COM, log into your account and add credits.
Thank you for using ZoneEdit”

That’s what it says when you try go THERE.

Shocking.

OK, I gotta go link my boy Joey Driscol in a sec down Brixton – dude’s shooting a video before fucking off to Africa for a few months. Yeah, we jealous! Whatever though – I got stuff to do here. Things are heating up. I’m spending the next week or so meeting potential co-producers for the next album. I got a ton of songs ready to make Serious. To get you lot all wet and ready, I’m a drop ATD15 on your heads within the fortnight.

OK?

Good.

Meanwhile, there is plently of hot stuff out there for you to Consume. That new serious of Curb is intensely funny, so far. The Chamillionaire LP is brilliant. There’s a hot new Wu box set out that collects some seriously brilliant Clan material, solo and not so. Raekwon’s new mixtape gets really good half way through. And Frisky Dingo’s back! Get in!

In other news, speaking on CNN, Colonel Sam Gardiner tells us, “the war with Iran has begun”.

LAME.

— Monday, September 24th, 2007

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

Lethal Bizzle’s new single is Police On My Back, a song I made especially for him when I was told he might like us to work together, and my favourite song out of the five we did.

It was Jo Whiley’s record of the week last week, it’s Steve Lamaqc’s as well. Apparently. That is blessing from the holy Evening Sesson The Britpop Years duo. Ya diiiig!

In other news, SiC has a new website, made by clever Zef, here. Check the media page for a downloadable label sampler.

I have very little say on the whole Blackwater thing other than

“Urgh.”

— Thursday, September 20th, 2007