Soy was bummed. So was Sam. I saw the GZA again the other night. It was kind of a slow start - he was on his own for like 10 songs then finally Killah Priest dragged himself out of the dressing room and things livened up a bit. I used to bang on about about how I hated hype men but it just goes to show - even the best dudes fucking need them! When Ghost has about ten that may be excessive though.
Yes I'm still using the camera on my fucking phone. Gone are the days of quasi-art photography from a jazzy camera.
Rach-Pac. (Crip sign the wrong way round luv!)
Oh yeah, we nicked a baby. 200 quid if you want it back.
Looking through my phone I found some old snaps of random crap - Wurzels tribute band anyone?
This was outside a kind of media centre place where production and web design companies live. You'd never have guessed eh?
Now THAT'S more like it! Pub toilet genius!
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