if only for a second,lets talk guitars.
first up are a couple of my old friends...i call them that but really all we did was get really drunk, chase girls and get drunk again.
anyway they've started some new thing in an effort to get more girls called 'the welcome committee, get a lot of press and even managed to get played on radio one.
“They're a blustery two piece from Southend, one of those slightly alt' folky kind of punky indie things, positive kind of Frank Turner, Billy Bragg style with those personal emotions and experiences and tales and such" Organ Magazine
Thursday, 28 May 2009
Monday, 25 May 2009
AWESOME QOUTE.
It is anchored in optimism. It must be, for optimisim brings with it hope, a future with a purpose, and therefore, a will to fight for a better world. Without this optimism, there is no reason to carry on. If we think of the struggle as aclimb up a mountain, then we must visualize a mountain with no top. We see a top, but when we finall yreach it, the overcast rises and we find ourselves merely on a bluff. The mountain continues on up. Now we see the "real" top ahead of us, and strive for it, only to find we've reached another bluff, the top still above us. And so it goes on, interminably.
Knowing that the mountain has no top, that it is a perpetual quest from plateau to plateau, the question arises, "Why the struggle, the conflict, the heartbreak, the danger, the sacrifice. Why the constant climb?" Our answer is the same as that which a real mountain climber gives when he is asked why he does what he does. "Because it's there." Because life is there ahead of you and either one tests oneself in its challenges or huddles in the valleys of a dreamless day-to-day existence whose only purpose is the preservation of a illusory security and safety. The latter is what the vast majority of people choose to do, fearing the adventure into the known. Paradocically, they give up the dream of what may lie ahead on the heighs of tomorrow for a perpetual nightmare - an endless succession of days fearing the loss of a tenuous security
Knowing that the mountain has no top, that it is a perpetual quest from plateau to plateau, the question arises, "Why the struggle, the conflict, the heartbreak, the danger, the sacrifice. Why the constant climb?" Our answer is the same as that which a real mountain climber gives when he is asked why he does what he does. "Because it's there." Because life is there ahead of you and either one tests oneself in its challenges or huddles in the valleys of a dreamless day-to-day existence whose only purpose is the preservation of a illusory security and safety. The latter is what the vast majority of people choose to do, fearing the adventure into the known. Paradocically, they give up the dream of what may lie ahead on the heighs of tomorrow for a perpetual nightmare - an endless succession of days fearing the loss of a tenuous security
Wednesday, 20 May 2009
YOUR BOY HAS A SERIOUS ADDICTION
TO BIG BASSLINES AND BOOTY'S, YOU MAY HAVE NOTICED MY MIXTAPES NAMES.
WELL I CANT HELP NOR AM I ASHAMED.
MY NEW SET STARTS OF LIKE THIS:
THEN GOES TO THIS.
GUTTER MOVES AT THE READY.
WELL I CANT HELP NOR AM I ASHAMED.
MY NEW SET STARTS OF LIKE THIS:
THEN GOES TO THIS.
GUTTER MOVES AT THE READY.
http://www.mediafire.com/?zloannqeuym
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
im getting grimey again.
i know its old but im here to proove shit to anyone.
check the word play flow and delievery.
you tell me who one!!
check the word play flow and delievery.
you tell me who one!!
VICE ED BANGER PARTY.
was very fucking mad.
very fucking messy and very fucking rad.
massive shout to busy p, feadz,medhi and mumdance for the perfect end to the bank holiday.
boom ting.
Monday, 16 March 2009
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
LONG TING STAR
catch me and the boys at the coronet this saturday playing the nevereverland party with afrika bambaataa, drums of death, hot chip and many many many more.
safe.
WOBBLE THAT BOOTY MIX.MAR 2009.
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