Dreams can come true

Birthdays - If you wake up before midday and wish really hard, then you can achieve all the things you'd like. Failing that you can get up late, enjoy a fry up and then get messed up at a dubstep night until dawn's crack opens. You can imagine which option was enjoyed around here for our man Craggs. It was big on bass, grease and energy drinks.



Lads at brunch



Chicken playing the sex sax



Paedo's paradise



Dubstep skronkathon



Bin's got bare moves. Bare. Moves.



Hoods up



Rattus Rattus Rattus Rattus



Running scared

Try listening to this...

...when you're in the bath. It's got a right nautical feel to it. Albeit that of a submarine going 20,000 leagues down while someone tickles yer nads with a flute made from gorilla gloves. Heavy.

I seem to be repping a lorry load of dub to the step at the mo. I can assure you I'm not turning this blog into a sausage fest. But it felt like the end of the world when Rustie dropped this at Bang Face back in Smarch. He's about 12 and very, very forward thinking. I was working out one end of a crayola from the other when I was the same age...



I'll set the balance right with this... a slice of the hi-nrg past which is as future as they come. Cowley!