So, last week was a test of endurance. Not physically, because I'm dead weak other than at arm wrestling, but psychologically. Issues that I wish I could spew but cannot for fear of doocedom. Grumble grumble. This blog is half secret half open. I haven't tried to keep it secret and if certain parties (Hi Mum/Dad, I love you!) became privy to my verbiage through google then so be it. It will be a relief and I'd like to keep it that way. I'll just tell you about last week's crowning jewel instead.
Saturday night was keeping me excited all week and it did not let me down. People, if Lady Sovereign is playing in your area (especially with Ghislain Poirier) then GO. There is something nice and innocent about Sov. Jailbait! She's a little thing with a sweet face but her attitude is pure cheek. I suppose she hasn't been jaded by thousands of audiences so her rapport with the crowd is very down to earth. Between songs she chatted and guffawed with the audience, I heard "What smells? I think it's me...Pringles!", I also heard "I don't want your drink, it looks like PISS!". She also got HIT IN THE FACE WITH A CD because some dumbass thought it would be a nice present but she just shrugged that shit off like "you don't know me, I could kick your ass with one hand, bitch!". Umm, hello, would you like to be my child-bride, Sov? I'll buy you lots of fake gold and Pernod, baby.
Besides the 'tude Sov has her shit together when it comes to performing. There aren't many MCs that can claim to be just as good live as in audio. Too bad her next album will probably be bubblegum but good for her, there is $ to be made with Def Jam fo sho. I'm glad I got to see her when I did otherwise it would have been another M.I.A. fiasco (she played that ho, The Drake, on her 1st TO run and her 2nd run was impossible to score). Here's a shaky clip of Sov being amazing:
As for Ghislain Poirier, he is my new favourite shit. I had heard one of his tunes before the show but his set has got me craving. He was phenomenal at the tables. Like me, the crowd didn't look too familiar with him but he had us shaking that floor within minutes. I stalked him on My Space and found his regularly updated page, which is awesome. Not like Prince, hmph, that fucker hasn't been on in months. Anyway, his website has some really good audio, DL the Masala Mix, some sitars, some Arab drums, and a whole lotta big beats...also the Neneh Cherry - Buffalo Stance remix viddy is super. Love this cat. Cee Pee, can't you convince him to play at the lowly Queenshead? It isn't high profile but we'll make it worth his while...what with all the afro porn and cheap booze...he would be silly to resist, tabarnac!
After the show we stood around outside watching a very inebriated Claudio make new friends with random people. Some Londoner was passing around flyers to a grime show at the boat, his friend had a really cheesy boombox built into his backpack that was on full force. Wish I had one of them bags. Then we headed to The Boat for the latest installment of FUCKFACES. Good DJs, great party, stankyass venue. Yes it does really look like a boat, it also smells like a boat, like the bottom part of a boat, where there are no windows. Peectures of the night are up on trusty Flickr. The best part about the night was my sweet Rajbo's presence, it has been ages since we last danced like maniacs together.
As always, I'm already deadly excited for next weekend. Saturday at The Queenshead, Secrets...shhhhh.
Come say hello, I'll be at the door with Bird, asking for money and getting free drinks. Stellar!
Saturday night was keeping me excited all week and it did not let me down. People, if Lady Sovereign is playing in your area (especially with Ghislain Poirier) then GO. There is something nice and innocent about Sov. Jailbait! She's a little thing with a sweet face but her attitude is pure cheek. I suppose she hasn't been jaded by thousands of audiences so her rapport with the crowd is very down to earth. Between songs she chatted and guffawed with the audience, I heard "What smells? I think it's me...Pringles!", I also heard "I don't want your drink, it looks like PISS!". She also got HIT IN THE FACE WITH A CD because some dumbass thought it would be a nice present but she just shrugged that shit off like "you don't know me, I could kick your ass with one hand, bitch!". Umm, hello, would you like to be my child-bride, Sov? I'll buy you lots of fake gold and Pernod, baby.
Besides the 'tude Sov has her shit together when it comes to performing. There aren't many MCs that can claim to be just as good live as in audio. Too bad her next album will probably be bubblegum but good for her, there is $ to be made with Def Jam fo sho. I'm glad I got to see her when I did otherwise it would have been another M.I.A. fiasco (she played that ho, The Drake, on her 1st TO run and her 2nd run was impossible to score). Here's a shaky clip of Sov being amazing:
As for Ghislain Poirier, he is my new favourite shit. I had heard one of his tunes before the show but his set has got me craving. He was phenomenal at the tables. Like me, the crowd didn't look too familiar with him but he had us shaking that floor within minutes. I stalked him on My Space and found his regularly updated page, which is awesome. Not like Prince, hmph, that fucker hasn't been on in months. Anyway, his website has some really good audio, DL the Masala Mix, some sitars, some Arab drums, and a whole lotta big beats...also the Neneh Cherry - Buffalo Stance remix viddy is super. Love this cat. Cee Pee, can't you convince him to play at the lowly Queenshead? It isn't high profile but we'll make it worth his while...what with all the afro porn and cheap booze...he would be silly to resist, tabarnac!
After the show we stood around outside watching a very inebriated Claudio make new friends with random people. Some Londoner was passing around flyers to a grime show at the boat, his friend had a really cheesy boombox built into his backpack that was on full force. Wish I had one of them bags. Then we headed to The Boat for the latest installment of FUCKFACES. Good DJs, great party, stankyass venue. Yes it does really look like a boat, it also smells like a boat, like the bottom part of a boat, where there are no windows. Peectures of the night are up on trusty Flickr. The best part about the night was my sweet Rajbo's presence, it has been ages since we last danced like maniacs together.
As always, I'm already deadly excited for next weekend. Saturday at The Queenshead, Secrets...shhhhh.
Come say hello, I'll be at the door with Bird, asking for money and getting free drinks. Stellar!
5 Comments:
have you seen prefuse73 yet?
dude. get to prefuse.
its so up your alley it hurts.
ooo yes, i saw your pics lucky ducky. i think there might have been a show here a couple of years ago but i was living in the boonies at the time and didn't make it. so i wait.
You were right, you DO have an inner chav. Whether you want to nurture it is your decision.
But if you do catch yourself buying Burberry, spend a few hours listening to classical music to get it out of your system.
Sov isn't really jailbait in that she's legal in most states...the record company just like to play that angle.
(Bong Breaker)
hey bong, thanks for coming to my c.y.b.e.rrr party, appreciate the comments!
awright, she only LOOKS 12. can't drink legally in ontario, that's pretty close to jailbait, you wouldn't actually go to jail but people may call you a pedo if she was hanging on your arm.
when my burberry's in the wash i like to wear my confederate flag jumpsuit.
Sigh...
So Neha, why dont you wear these things around me?
Cuz you know what white trash does to this boy.
Nothing like pork rinds and broken teeth. H-O-T-S-H-I-T
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