This is how we roll

Some hype business has been thrown our way of late - Lando Kal is one half of Laser Sword and has drummed up a house ting which is suitable chopped and screwed. Check it here

Lando Kal - Further/Time Out review



Elsewhere the first collaboration from Zed Bias and Steve Gurley is sounding pretty fresh...

Bias & Gurley Roll review

Scran

Scran of all levels appears to have been high on the agenda of late - Eaten some rubbish, eaten some gold. These are the highlights...



Frying spears in a small frying pan



BBQ MA WINGS



Eggy



Ballast



Stoke Newington butty



Add to fry up for additional stodge



Cheesecake - guilty



The fodder equivalent of a dinghy to a drowning man

Getting baked

The art of baking is not summat indulged in much round our way. Unless it's the collective mind on a smoking herb flex, it's something which has been treated with a combined sense of fear and dread. Which is what those unused to getting baked would say that smoking a reefer does to them. Think about it. Pretty cosmic right? Anyhoo a copy of the Guardian ended up in our gaff the other week (standard) and one gent (who shall remain unnamed) decided to take it upon himself to bake these brownies. You can see the results directly below. They were beautiful to the eye and to the mouth...



As much of the ingredients were in the gaff after these were made, I foolishly attempted to ape our man's masterful efforts. There aren't scales in our residence so somewhat recklessly I decided to judge all measurements by eye. Yep. By mine little eye. The whole process was a gripped-by-the-seat-of-your-pants-style emotional rollercoaster ride - There was fear when it looked like there wasn't enough chocolatey paste to use as a base. Guilt after beating the peanut butter into a pulp in the blender with a wooden spoon, then realising that the spokes in the blender were now bent out of all useful shape. There was also shame when I found the other part of the blender and realised I could have used that instead of standing in the dark kitchen beating the shit out of eggs for aeons by hand in a desperate bid for a stiff peak. But in the end, they came out all reet. No one, to the best of my knowledge, died during the journey or when they reached the final destination of a mouth. Next up - pies...



Melting down £5's worth of chocolate



Striving for a stiff peak by hand



Blending peanut butter in the blender with a wooden spoon. It's just so easy



Chocolate paste



Mid-bake off



The finished product

Skepta on the starboard bow, starboard bow starboard bow

'It's grime Jim but not as we know it' is probably something Captain Kirk would say if he was kicking about in a trendy environ of east London listening to the latest Night Slugs release from Bok Bok. I don't know if he is cos he could travel through space and that but if he was I reckon he'd be into it. I am and spilled the proverbial guts below...

Resident Advisor Bok Bok Southside EP review

Hard Crew - You Were Warned

The Bang Face weekender seems like almost a lifetime ago - one where acting like a horse in pain was de rigeaur and not going to bed was essential. In many ways it's a lot better than reality. We went sort of get murked and sort of to review it. Here's the review - I left out certain bits. What happens at Bang Face gets put on the internet but only to a very select few.

Bang Face Weekender Hyponik review

The village of the damned

Sometimes the only thing that can save you is a Tesco meat feast pizza. And then you know you're up to your gullet in trouble. But so, somewhat predictably, it was the other Monday. Walking round Tesco with your brains hanging out of your ears and your eyes going in different directions can lead a man to make choices he could regret. The kiss off from making such a purchase was that there were no looks cast back in anger - it actually tasted fucking amazing - At the time of consumption, which was the day after, the combination of cheap meats and pure dirt was like a rubber dinghy to a drowning man. A much needed meaty tissue to the tears that inevitably follow three days of getting totally murked. Thank you Tesco. Here's a brief display of what happened...



Trailer Trash



Jager men



Mr Creamy's been round again



Lunch and din dins all at the same time



The only way to watch the football



Ooooooh



Stinky feet

Bear Hug

Pour moi, the moniker 'The 2 Bears' conjures up images of two big chaps with beards cavorting together in a bush somewhere near Vauxhall. Or maybe sharing a milkshake in a posh cafe. But in housey housey terms it's Raf Daddy and Joe from Hot Chip making daft, but P.O.S.I.T.I.V.E dance music to grin your tats off to. Bear Hug is being bummed to death by Annie Mac at the moment on Friday nights - And it's no wonder - it's nutty enough to be a genuine hit but still untapped enough to love.

Bear Hug Resident Advisor review