Thursday, 24 November 2016

John Talabot

Money is tight. As such I am spending more time in my office. It is easier to snaffle free leftover food and warm myself by hugging the neighbouring radiator.

I live for that radiator.

But in a shared office I am always the one people will have a chat to. Which is great! But I am juggling a mountain of competing deadlines.

Headphones go on.

And recently, John Talabot fills my ears.

Right now, I even have the brief luxury of an empty office so I even get to do a little jiggle to this.

Whilst I type. Always furiously typing.

Tuesday, 8 November 2016

Election Delirium

Avoiding this given the way 2016 has gone. But Aphex Twin has basically nailed what my sleep currently reflects.

Monday, 31 October 2016

All Wet LP

All Wet is making me live.

Mr Oizo is always hotly, eagerly, keenly anticipated by me. This latest LP was no different.

And Quentin has made some friends!

Try Ruhe on for size. Collaboration with Boys Noize, remember? Yea, you do.

Try the rest of the album for equally skin-crawlingly, sinister and warped tracks.

Sunday, 9 October 2016

Boy In Da Corner

Inkeeping with the recent grime theme, let's get back to a true classic and groundbreaking work of music.

The award-winning album Boy In Da Corner by Dizzee Rascal was a shock to many when it scooped the Mercury Music Prize. It was certainly my first introduction to grime. So to see this brilliant mini documentary on the impact and importance of this release is a great watch.

Just gutted I can't get to the Boy In Da Corner gig. That would be pretty special, to say the least.

Saturday, 17 September 2016


Ha. Ditch your fucking mainstream label. Take back the power. Make killer tunes.

Win an award.

Rightly so, Skepta.

Even The Guardian daren't kick up a fuss.


Saturday, 10 September 2016


Woke up with this on loop in my mind.

As you do.

Trim just casually slaying it with a talking dub. Called Talking Dub. No fucking around.

Saturday, 6 August 2016


I need to write and share something positive. Something stirring. Something I cannot do without currently. Even if that brings only a few minutes respite from the other writing in my life.

I cannot stop playing the new Moderat album III.

The album sees the trio produce a sound of such solidity and clarity, it is as enriching as it is dark. The techno tracks have evolved and produced near perfect electro-soul-pop songs. And in an almost cruel way there is something deeply satisfying for me knowing that the Moderat project is such a tortuous one. Being aware that the union of Modeselektor and Apparat in pursuit of brilliance is difficult - they named their original EP akin to 'At The Cost of Health' - gives me hope working on my own tumultuous, but generous project.

Running is too fitting.