Crystal Castles to Herbert and little tings inbetween

Yes yes yes - It's been a reviewing business of late and this has been the verse... Fact have been kind enough to let me lay down my thoughts and witterings on these two monsters - First is Herbert's Leizpig and the second is the latest effort from Crystal Castles.

I'd avoid the latter and head straight to Herbert... Check dese out below...

Herbert review and Crystal Castles review

Lady Chann video business...

After having recently given Lady Chann a mild grilling for the Stool Pigeon, we attended her video shoot on the roof of a pub in Kings Cross.

The shoot was a pretty cheap do for her new single (and first release on Toddla T's new Girl's Music label) Sticky Situation. It featured the likes of Toddla and Skream miming dancing on the roof top to a tape of the tune being farted out of a little ghettoblaster. Dancing to silence is fucking difficult so we had to embibe a few bevs and doobs to get us in the mood.

This sort of behaviour resulted in myself being too doped up to locate the toilet and giving up the video shoot in favour of a trip to the chicken shop. Your classic tireless levels of professionalism on display. It also meant we got to have a little chat with Skream ('oooh I love your mixing mate. Oooh. Do you want a beer mate. Yes mate. Oh you've gone mate...')

Here is the Lady Chann interview for yoursens.

Almost too big...

Cannot. Get. Enough. Of. This. In. Me

Herbert's One One...

Spent most of last week construing summat on this. Herbert's new album One One is a weird solo venture for the man with the big brains and big ideas. I cobbed summat out for Resident Advisor... Check out my vibes down here...

One One review

First tastes of spring...

April has been bingey. Well bingey. No surprises there then. Bike rides and biftas, peacocking and snoozing. Last night's dancehall party in Brixton was one of the best. South Rakkas Crew and MC Serocee killed it. Then we got locked into the after party vibe with the emcees and dished out verbal beef to Serocee about his choice of wheels. Vectra vibes. Here's a few images which my phone camera has caught. It's been nice out.



Stringy poached egg spunk on toast



gherkin flex



A snake signpost



Podcast and crisps



Enjoying the hangover



Vietnames duck flex



Breakfast



Kiss the fist



Jerk



Brixton



Sustainable pasties.



Macdonals push a mean bagel at 6am on a Sunday morning



Natural disaster stops dancehall



London Fields at dawn



A simple picnic

An April night in...

While nights out have been getting more frequent, nights in have also been speeding up - subsequently home listening has been high on the agenda. In a fit of real laziness (posting videos of music is right lazy) here's a few tunes which have been keeping me up and locked in over the last few weeks. All of them big although whether collectively they'd provide a stonking enough rhythm for a Bar Mitzvah is a moot point...



Classic Sheffield business - Nesreen Shah vocalising on this cover of Cheryl Lynn's big disco number. A tough groove for a Steel City (Copyright Chinchilla Price).



New Matthew Herbert with the man singing for the first time. Apparently he had to get pissed to on claret to do it - result? He's got a beard, eye liner and singing about hitting the town with 'a little bag of sparks'. Saucey low key electronic business



Been hammering this for two weeks since I heard the 2 Bears rinsing it on their Ministry of Sound show. Hi-NRG, lovelorn, insanely camp, New Order sampled it - it tucks on the heart strings and gets you in the gut.



On hearing the name Yeasayer I imagined ATP-levels of noodling whimsy. Turns out this is amazing and a pretty positive vibe at its hub. Jesus. I'm turning into a fucking tree hugger. Maybe it's my time of the month...

Easter bank holiday murkage...

Over the bank holiday weekened I either did the following activity or was at least in the same room as when the activity in question was taking place. Pretty fascinating shit I think you'll find... Here we go...

Bowling, drinking, smoking, shit talking, goat racing, cocktails, cards, disco, veg roasting, podcasting, smoking, drinking, dancing, drinking, Nando's, typing, non-smoking, kipping. Phew. It was hectic let me tell you...

P.s Picture below is of this bell end on the tube. He was stood with his bottom in an elevated position. Just like he had a pole up his arse.