Monday, 23 November 2009
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Tuesday, 6 October 2009
CONTACT VIDEO!!
Sup all,
So in recent news, I'm a new Dad, hence i missed out on Croatia and China (although the latter felt more like the bookers didn't want my black ass to come!). We got the album launch popping off this Friday at FABRIC!
And finally this is out and looking to make some serious impact!
Shouts to director Tony Truand, Noor, Badman camera dan JP, the ever ingenious Colette Mcwilliams for the set design, and Harri from Shoot UK for helping us put this shizzle together.
POW!
Thursday, 1 October 2009
A letter from China
Dear Mum and Dad,
sorry to not have been in touch i took my shaver charger instead of my phone charger..(: at least the personal grooming is at an all time high this trip! plus i had the most thorough ever haircut where they massage your head first and clean your face and ears, Mum you know you always told me 'If it doesn't feel right James, don't do it'.. well a man cleaning out my inner ear with his pinky felt wrong..
we're in Chengdu, 12 million people and i never even heard of it.. they like hiphop out here, but not as we know it- have to throw a lot of very obvious tunes in there that they know, not just do Beggars tunes, but we flip it up with some Roger, Noisia, Dam Funk, Wiley, Nirvana , keep it moving with beatbox/scratch interludes, and pav chatting chenglish.. they loved it
today it was the 60th yr independence celebrations... incredible.. next level nationalisation indoctrination going on.. everyone waving their flags and singing songs about 'beautiful land of china, with rivers of happiness flowing through the mountains of our resolution' etc etc..
its warm here, but you never see the sun- too covered in smog, but the airs noway as bad as in beijing, oh.. Zani just informed me 'its the topography of the nearby mountains influencing cloud cover'.
The mountains, and tibet are really close, we're going to see the biggest buhda in the world tomorrow, he's carved in a mountain.
still on uk time which is gonna make getting up at 6 in the morning, in 3 hours time interesting..
2 things Chengdu is most famous for; 1. they have pandas here, 2. Everything is served with a bucket of chilis. Pigged out on street barberque with Hakeem and Rachel from Djini.com.. at first hesitant at being handed a bloodied plastic basket, raw hunger took over... they have aubergine, mushrooms, tofu, veg, all the meats.. its just best to eat it and eat not think too much about what bit, or species it is (hold tight Zani with the duck feet), besides they cover it all in chili and spices. 3 hrs later the gut still feels firm though, hope it holds out.. this girl tonight told us about this place in sechuan province nearby where they eat live baby mice brains- im told they have the consistancy of toothpaste... and yes Mum they eat dogs too ):
being well looked after by Jennifer @chinaunlimited.. looking forward to Nang Jin in 2 days..
Hows the canal boating?
lots of love
James
sorry to not have been in touch i took my shaver charger instead of my phone charger..(: at least the personal grooming is at an all time high this trip! plus i had the most thorough ever haircut where they massage your head first and clean your face and ears, Mum you know you always told me 'If it doesn't feel right James, don't do it'.. well a man cleaning out my inner ear with his pinky felt wrong..
we're in Chengdu, 12 million people and i never even heard of it.. they like hiphop out here, but not as we know it- have to throw a lot of very obvious tunes in there that they know, not just do Beggars tunes, but we flip it up with some Roger, Noisia, Dam Funk, Wiley, Nirvana , keep it moving with beatbox/scratch interludes, and pav chatting chenglish.. they loved it
today it was the 60th yr independence celebrations... incredible.. next level nationalisation indoctrination going on.. everyone waving their flags and singing songs about 'beautiful land of china, with rivers of happiness flowing through the mountains of our resolution' etc etc..
its warm here, but you never see the sun- too covered in smog, but the airs noway as bad as in beijing, oh.. Zani just informed me 'its the topography of the nearby mountains influencing cloud cover'.
The mountains, and tibet are really close, we're going to see the biggest buhda in the world tomorrow, he's carved in a mountain.
still on uk time which is gonna make getting up at 6 in the morning, in 3 hours time interesting..
2 things Chengdu is most famous for; 1. they have pandas here, 2. Everything is served with a bucket of chilis. Pigged out on street barberque with Hakeem and Rachel from Djini.com.. at first hesitant at being handed a bloodied plastic basket, raw hunger took over... they have aubergine, mushrooms, tofu, veg, all the meats.. its just best to eat it and eat not think too much about what bit, or species it is (hold tight Zani with the duck feet), besides they cover it all in chili and spices. 3 hrs later the gut still feels firm though, hope it holds out.. this girl tonight told us about this place in sechuan province nearby where they eat live baby mice brains- im told they have the consistancy of toothpaste... and yes Mum they eat dogs too ):
being well looked after by Jennifer @chinaunlimited.. looking forward to Nang Jin in 2 days..
Hows the canal boating?
lots of love
James
Monday, 21 September 2009
Croatia blog on its way... its all a bit mad, we go to China next week, and its their 60 year independence celebrations on October 1st- can't get sick before we go there, apparently if you've got a temperature on arrival they ship you off to quarentine no questions- swine flue prevention. 'Contact' is out on October 5th- the day we get back, then its ONNNN.. bare tour dates (check the myspace for deets). Plus we got confirmation to support a legendary band early nx year.. can't say more yet
Had a dj set at Conforte Modern in Poitiers at the weekend- great venue, staff and sound..DJ Kentaro was there too - if you wanna see a real turntablist, aint none better.. the way he weaves sick routines into his sets is nexxx.. youtube him, not if you're a dj though he'll make you feel inadeqaute. .....): Oh and peep the fan at the end, this girl follows him to EVERY show, she'd flown in from Japan and was going on to Nantes the next day to see him again. Rock star shit
Hung out with DJ Trouble, (toooo sick on the cut..) went to his studio the next day before the flight back to check some Troub-step, thanks for the breaks records geez! This is his new release, out later in the year, ft. Beggars and Grems, who also did the artwork.. C'est la Deep Hop
-nn
Had a dj set at Conforte Modern in Poitiers at the weekend- great venue, staff and sound..DJ Kentaro was there too - if you wanna see a real turntablist, aint none better.. the way he weaves sick routines into his sets is nexxx.. youtube him, not if you're a dj though he'll make you feel inadeqaute. .....): Oh and peep the fan at the end, this girl follows him to EVERY show, she'd flown in from Japan and was going on to Nantes the next day to see him again. Rock star shit
Hung out with DJ Trouble, (toooo sick on the cut..) went to his studio the next day before the flight back to check some Troub-step, thanks for the breaks records geez! This is his new release, out later in the year, ft. Beggars and Grems, who also did the artwork.. C'est la Deep Hop
-nn
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
Behind The Beat
Wow, some serious dream there from OV. Lets just say I'm gonna sleep REAL nice next time we hit the road. Guys, if we go on tour and err.. i don't come back, y'all know whats up.
New video for you guys, a behind the scenes look at the Beggar's studio. Watch us get to grips with some fresh production from Dagnabbit! The track featured is Get A Bit More, featuring myself, OV and cuts by Noneezy.
Friday, 4 September 2009
Weird Fucking Dream
So I woke up completely baffed this morning, still semi in my dream. I tell you I was fucking glad I woke up cos if that was real, bwooooy, I'd be in some shit right now...
So because my friend is a an interesting character, I knew he'd get a kick out it so I sent him what happened... here's the Story, and here's some of his works ... the two are completely unrelated, but I can't help knowing that something to do with his personality and sense of humour perversly edged their way into my sleep/subconcious..
Here's what I sent him, all the other friends who were there, I have mentioned your names too ...cos you were there... anyway fuck it here goes....I've written it as i remember so excuse the timeline?..
Oi Gav,
had a really fucked up dream that i murdered you and buried you in my back yard, then a friend Mani, dug you up as he collected human body parts for his exhibits, he was bit pranged out when he found out i'd murdered you, and couldn't use the parts incase he was implicated somehow. My bro's were in the house cleaning up the backyard as were my mormon/ overtly christian neighbours, theirs, managed to pull it over them somehow and they didn't catch on (I don't think) But the fact they didn't flip also added to my paranoia. Real graphic image of all your intestines being ripped out and strewn in the garden to disintegrate and some sort of a wild cat being sent out to feed on them to disguise the damage further. I'd also decapitated you and hollowed out your head and tried to crush your skull, to stick it under a low bench behind some shit like a green pipe and a bucket if i remember right.
When I was inside trying to keep my mum from venturing outside, Mani's dumbass little brother pulled your decapitated riggamortified body from the couldron it was buried in and started doing some sort of an amature waltz/polka slowdance with your body, i rushed out and grabbed his hair and beat him to the ground as I was desperate to cover it up. I didn't want to kill you and you were still my friend, but I had to for some reason and it was just beginning to dawn on me that people would start asking questions soon and my life as a free man would probably end.
I ended up having to get a lift to croydon or somewhere thereabouts with someone who was remeniscint of the stylist from our last video shoot with you cut up in black bags to dispose of when someone woke me up for lunch....
I was fucking relieved that I didn't have a). your blood on my conscience, b). a fucking murder on my hands i had to dodge, generally that it wasn't real life.
Took me a good while to get normal, the fact i've still remembered this and felt to write it down about 12 hours later must mean that is has affected me somehow... I'll say inspired..
not to go on a spree, but how fucking random.
My flatmate Tony was my accomplice and Dee showed up and shat his pants at some point and ducked out.
Hope ur well otherwise, are you still in NYC, I have someone you need to meet....( and he's not a hitman, don't watch it)
Pavan
PEEZ
Come get it, i Got It
charmer
starfucker
So because my friend is a an interesting character, I knew he'd get a kick out it so I sent him what happened... here's the Story, and here's some of his works ... the two are completely unrelated, but I can't help knowing that something to do with his personality and sense of humour perversly edged their way into my sleep/subconcious..
Here's what I sent him, all the other friends who were there, I have mentioned your names too ...cos you were there... anyway fuck it here goes....I've written it as i remember so excuse the timeline?..
Oi Gav,
had a really fucked up dream that i murdered you and buried you in my back yard, then a friend Mani, dug you up as he collected human body parts for his exhibits, he was bit pranged out when he found out i'd murdered you, and couldn't use the parts incase he was implicated somehow. My bro's were in the house cleaning up the backyard as were my mormon/ overtly christian neighbours, theirs, managed to pull it over them somehow and they didn't catch on (I don't think) But the fact they didn't flip also added to my paranoia. Real graphic image of all your intestines being ripped out and strewn in the garden to disintegrate and some sort of a wild cat being sent out to feed on them to disguise the damage further. I'd also decapitated you and hollowed out your head and tried to crush your skull, to stick it under a low bench behind some shit like a green pipe and a bucket if i remember right.
When I was inside trying to keep my mum from venturing outside, Mani's dumbass little brother pulled your decapitated riggamortified body from the couldron it was buried in and started doing some sort of an amature waltz/polka slowdance with your body, i rushed out and grabbed his hair and beat him to the ground as I was desperate to cover it up. I didn't want to kill you and you were still my friend, but I had to for some reason and it was just beginning to dawn on me that people would start asking questions soon and my life as a free man would probably end.
I ended up having to get a lift to croydon or somewhere thereabouts with someone who was remeniscint of the stylist from our last video shoot with you cut up in black bags to dispose of when someone woke me up for lunch....
I was fucking relieved that I didn't have a). your blood on my conscience, b). a fucking murder on my hands i had to dodge, generally that it wasn't real life.
Took me a good while to get normal, the fact i've still remembered this and felt to write it down about 12 hours later must mean that is has affected me somehow... I'll say inspired..
not to go on a spree, but how fucking random.
My flatmate Tony was my accomplice and Dee showed up and shat his pants at some point and ducked out.
Hope ur well otherwise, are you still in NYC, I have someone you need to meet....( and he's not a hitman, don't watch it)
Pavan
PEEZ
Devo
Come get it, i Got It
charmer
starfucker
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