Annie Mac (re)Presents

I might have said this before BUT.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

I was in a foul mood. Angry, pissy, shizzy mood on Saturday 5th June (forgive me for the slowness of this but I didn't realise I hadn't posted it).

I'll keep it short and sweet.

I eventually turned up, full of barbecue food and little else, it was POURING with rain - god bless the British summer. So I was wet. That's what rain does. I was going with a friend and her fella, and their mates (one of whom I had met before but only tenuously).

Enough scene setting.

Venue: Koko

Had a beer and watched the forgettable (Sam Sparro on mescaline) band who were on. So, then, Annie wonders out and starts playing her musics, still, not completely enamoured but i defeintely wasn't complaing, I was toward the back (at the bar end for those who know). The bass was meaty but the mixing was a touch sketchy. Her music choice was fairly difficult to dislike with a bit of RusKo and I THINK some Sleigh Bells but don't hold me to it. Around this time, i started to dislike the crowd. So, happy two-stepping away, i was minding my own business.

THEN

*pauses to build anticipation*

THEEEN Alklan wonders out in his YEAH TECHNO! t-shirt and thick formerly-geeky-now-trendy black rimmed, NHS glasses. He was WOMPIN' We wondered up to the front and stood bang in front of the speaker. The bass was shaking my hair and rattling my brain. He was on for an hour and a half but it disappeared in a beautiful-bass/eupohira induced haze. My only criticism would be that there were a smattering of serious low points. 75% of what he played or how he played it was AWESOME if not a little formulaic but that is no complaint. If you were to ask me to name the tunes then I have no idea. I could try and describe it but I would probably have to slightly aspergic. Go on. Ask. I dare you.

Next time you get a chance, go to Annie Mac Presents BUT go late... if that's advice then I am giving it

This is a photograph.

The poles are out... POLAR BEAR is in...

You like my shizzy attempt at a catchy tagline/headline. I am clearly hilarious. Right? If I were you, i would have stopped reading by now.

Firstly. Today's topic in class is. the wordsmith POLARBEAR.

Listen to ANY of it. BUT Jessica is an easy and obvious introduction. Says it all. Literally. (I literally hate using the word literally. Literally) Speaks the life story of a boy/lad/man using beautifully frank and detailed passion. In my opinion, you've got your unchained melodies and your million love songs BUT THIS is the anthem of modern love. I am an old romantic. So. Shoot me. This man could not explain it better. Even if i'm COMPLETELY on my own on this one, this is WHAT. I. BELIEVE IN. listen. carefully. All those woman out there who question their men. Rethink a few things. You can tell POLAR is smiling inside and out while he 'spits' this. Most fellas wish they could put it this way...

Then, along wonders MOVEs.

So words. YES. check.

Noises. YES. Check.

Natural talents... Yes. Check

Fella got skills.

Dont take this the wrong way BUT. There isnt the direct message you get from scroob BUT there is an Artic Monkeys style honesty to the stories, pictures, attitudes and images told.

His use of ProEvo is hilarious if you ask me. Maybe he more for boys than girls BUT, like i already said, he puts into words what most fellas WISH they could.

Spoken word is not a new thing. Urban poetry is not a new thing. Vocal battles are not a new thing. Their increasing prominence IS a NEW THING.

Check out OneTaste or the Albany for an into-into-all-you-need-to-know. I'll be at KoKo. So should you.

Take a look at Saul Williams and his film SLAM. This is what turned me onto this whole 'genre' (I do not like that word)(I don't like a lot of things which is why I always write about those that I do like).

Why say in ten lines what you can say in just 2.

Why say in 2 when you can shut-the-fuck-up and do.

Admitedlly, if i was able to put this into play then this would all be a bit more concise. BUT the point is there. Stop being part of the apathetic masses.

Stand up for yourself.

Stan up for those around you.

Stand up for what you believe in.

Stand up for Detroit.

Stand up if you hate Man U