
Yesterday really sucked, it was almost as if I was not reading the script or something, fucking the future if you will. First off I managed to somehow lose £20 (always a kick in the bollocks) by not taking my money OUT of the fucking ATM outside Tesco on Well Street. It was as if I blacked out for like 20 seconds and when I returned there was only the deserted advice slip, swinging lamely in the light breeze. I can remember putting in my PIN etc. and then I was next to my bike putting my card back in wallet sans cash. Pissed off and agitated, I went home and cooked the shit up I’d just bought and while I was on the phone to the bank to see if I wasn’t a complete dickhead, I burned the whole pot of rice that was cooking to accompany my chicken in black bean sauce. I walked into the kitchen thinking my whole fucking culinary workshop had engulfed itself in flames, luckily it hadn’t. It was one of those evenings where everything was gonna go wrong, so I thought it best to just stay in and stay out of trouble. I had downloaded some movies so I went upstairs and attempted to watch them (Tron and Gus Van Sant’s To Die For, I am really running out of movies, yes), but both required passwords. And my internet was down so not only could I not get the fucking passwords for these two cinematic orgasms but I couldn’t even go online and watch some fucking South Park.
Fuck it, time to get high. Had a bong of some ‘sharks breath’ (seriously guys, these names are retarded), felt real good man. Then, the fucking glazed cherry on my shit-covered-in-cum sundae of an evening; I get a message saying Michael Jackson just died. What. The. Fuck. And I didn’t even have the internet to find out if it was actually for real. Well, it was, well done BlackBerry. It was as if all the evenings retardedness had culminated in the death of the King of Pop. Fuck. This is the kind of shit that started Michael Douglas off in Falling Down.
It was an odd mix of feelings really, I mean I fucking LOVED the first three MJ albums as a young Rockwellian but I dunno, what was the last thing he did really? I mean, aside from turning up dressed like Captain Crunch to court on charges of pederasty. Not much really. Did you buy a ticket to his London o2 shows? Of course you didn’t. Did you even think ‘oh fuck, all the tickets are sold out, man, I gotta get some on eBay’? Nope. The reason? Well, for me anyway it was because Michael Jackson was already dead in a way. I mean the guy used to be BLACK. Michael Jackson was black and then he was white. I’m sorry, but all the plastic surgery shit was pretty fucking weird, yes, but changing your ethnic appearance?!? That is beyond fucked up. I think I was pretending it wasn’t him all along so his passing is a little easier indeed. Still, had the shows been amazing then I guess it would’ve sucked to not have a ticket but I guess now we’ll never know.
Rest in peace Mike, you deserve it. By the way, in case it passed you by, Farrah Fawcett died yesterday too…
WORDS : DYLAN HUGHES
KMD BLACK BASTARDS
Great album. KMD are amazing. The original incarnation of MF Doom, then known as Zev Love X, alongside his brother, DJ Subroc. I prefer the ‘Mr Hood’ album, but the artwork on this is a real stonker for pulling out on the tube and watching well meaning 20 somethings freak out. I love it so much I bought a t-shirt of it. Can’t say I wear it a great deal, but every time I do it makes for amazing photos, like this one:
Here is a track off Black Bastards:
And here is one off Mr Hood:
KING BB
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PHOTOS : ALEX HISLOP
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“STAINS.”
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Daniel David Freeman , who designed our second t shirt release , is putting on a night this Saturday. You should go.
If there is one thing to be said in the defence of digital cameras, it is that the family photos of future generations are far less likely to consist mainly of badly-framed shots of famous landmarks.
Oh, and those distant figures in both pictures? They could be anybody, I know, but in fact that’s me and my family. If only we had a digital camera, things would have different… We would probably have an unintended 4 second video of us stood in front of these landmarks too.
Obvious, corny, over played, etc etc. Well fuck you in the head. Not only is this a great cover (obviously), but it’s also of interest beyond the obvious N.W.A. stuff. Well, sort of. In case you ever wondered who the Sixth Man on the cover is, it’s Arabian Prince. He was part of the posse, but took a more sexy, electro, disco direction that clearly didn’t gel too well with all the police fucking that went on. Arabian Prince is amazing anyway:
Maybe this is the most condescending thing ever, and everyone already knew who the Sixth Man was. If so, sorry. I think I am a lot more interesting than other people seem to.
WORDS : KING BB
DJS
CHARLEE BROWN
LIXO (GETME!)
BYRON
MAXWELL JAYE
WORK IT GIRLS
DoBeDo presents ‘Fashion Man’, an exhibition by 10 photographers and customers of the ‘Eye-Culture’ Lab on Fashion Street.
‘Fashion Man’ celebrates ‘Eye Culture’ and owners Mr and Mrs Siddique, for their support of a whole generation of young, film-shooting photographers through their high quality and low cost film services. The exhibition also celebrates the use of film photography over digital.
Featuring the photographers Jack Day, Naima Karlson, Phoebe Collings-James, Bruno Bayley, James Knight, Georgieva Gergana, Lewis Wright, William Shilling, Guy Gormley and Tyrone Lebon. Its contributing photographers have proven highly successul in their film use, between themselves working for i-D and Vice magazine, clients Dr Martins, Nike and Sony. As well as holding solo exhibitions and producing publications locally and across the Globe.
Go to Eye Culture to see their work displayed and the legendary Lab that made it possible.
Event: ‘Fashion Man’ – Exhibition of the work of customers of the ‘Eye Culture’ Lab.
Date: Private View, 20.06.09, 6-9. Exhibition, 22.06.09 to 04.07.09, 10-6.30.
Location: Eye Culture, 57 Fashion Street, London E1 6PX.
Cost: Free.
PHOTO : TYRONE LEBON