Before science fiction there was science romance , pioneered by the great H.G Wells , later to be chopped and screwed by the yanks. Didactism at its best. This is not territory for Tom Cruise and Dakota Fanning.

"Adapt or perish, now as ever, is nature's inexorable imperative."

Song Of The Week

Aphex Twin - Girl Boy Song

GETME! VS NOODLES AND BROTH

Friday. I am playing a this

Autotune is dead

Fervent Moon

I am the guest selector on Fervent Moon this week. Seven days. Seven songs. Focusing on African Funk / Breaks / Soul. Check it out

Blueprint

Back in action

Ian Svenonius

Why are you such a prick?

"I don't know if you'd be particularly interested in hearing anything about me. My life, I mean... Most of it doesn't add up to much... that I could relate as a way of life that you'd approve of...I'd like to be able to tell you why, but I don't really...I mean, I move around a lot because things tend to get bad when I stay. And I'm looking...for auspicious beginnings, I guess...I'm trying to, you know, imagine your half of this conversation...My feeling is, that if you could talk, we probably wouldn't be talking. That's pretty much how it got to be before... I left...Are you all right? I don't know what to say...Tita suggested that we try to...I don't know. I think that she...seems to feel we've got...some understanding to reach...She totally denies the fact that we were never that comfortable with each other to begin with...The best that I can do, is apologize. We both know that I was never really that good at it, anyway...I'm sorry it didn't work out."

Two sticks in my bun. Bad bitch mentality

Nicki Minaj feat Lil Wayne - I Get Crazy

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Guru Interview for Platform

Guru is one of the most seminal MC of the 90s (Can you be the most seminal? Most seminalest?) He’s best known for his work with DJ Premier, the biggest east-coast producer of ever. Guru approached Premier - who at that point was known as Martin and studied computer science - and they formed Gangstarr.

Being a big fan I was pretty stoked to be interviewing them. But when I arrived to meet them in their tiny Sheperds Bush hotel room, there were a few bummers.

Bummer 1: There was no sign of Premier. Turns out it was Guru and his current producer, Solar.

Bummer 2: I was hoping Guru would be wearing the leather hat/trouser combo as seen on the cover of No more Mr Nice Guy:

He wasn’t.

Bummer 3: Instead he had opted for a really small military cap and blue tinted sunglasses even though it was really dark in the room. I asked him to take them off before I took his picture.

They were both extremely nice but quite hard to interview as they only wanted to talk about their rubbish new album. They both kept banging on about “the current state of Hip Hop”, (probably the most annoying topic in the history of uncomfortable chats with people from the music industry).

I wanted to talk about Premier’s gun charge and the rumor that Guru and Q-Tip were gay rather than feign interest in the new album but their PR advised me not to bring up Gangstarr as it would piss them off.

Whats happened to Gangstarr? Can we expect Premier and you to work together again?
(This was a really awkward moment, especially as Guru stared at me for a good three seconds before answering the question)
Guru: I am Gangstarr. It’s happening now as we speak. It’s me baby! Come to a show and watch me perform Mass Appeal. You’ll see. Those were the slave days, I’m a free man now

How does your new partnership differ from Gangstarr:
Guru: No comparison, its a human dynamic. We are partners beyond the music. Solar and I met through mutual friends and I knew he had the heat. He took me to his spot and I was like “Shit, what you been doing with all this shit?” What we are doing has never been done, I am adding a whole new chapter to an illustrious career.

Have you been influenced by music from this decade?
Guru: I like Lady Ga Ga
Solar: She’s taking the world by storm yo.

What about UK urban acts?
Guru: We collaborated with Yungun on our last record, so, you know, I think his work is brilliant. I’m familiar with Wiley, Chipmunk, Kino (sic) and the whole grime scene.

What’s the aim of your label Seven Grand?
Guru: I would say Seven Grand represents intelligent creative leadership at a time when it is necessary for Hip Hop to grow.

Solar: We are standing strong and we are gonna keep the thing alive. All these people (other labels) are so arrogant, they’re not selling millions of records, its a scam, they’re no different to these Wall Street bankers. They flood the market with garbage. We are unsung heroes fighting for a cause we believe in.

Words : Alexander Hislop

Madvillain - Great Day (Koushik remix)

Mount Kimbie - Maybes

GM

Its GETME! this Friday, if you don't come your a dick, just kidding, not really.

Vagina Pillow

Mega Torso

Song Of The Week

Dosh - Bring The Happiness

R.I.P JG Ballard

"The American Dream has run out of gas. The car has stopped. It no longer supplies the world with its images, its dreams, its fantasies. No more. It's over. It supplies the world with its nightmares now: the Kennedy assassination, Watergate, Vietnam".

"I would sum up my fear about the future in one word: boring. And that's my one fear: that everything has happened; nothing exciting or new or interesting is ever going to happen again... the future is just going to be a vast, conforming suburb of the soul".

"Electronic aids, particularly domestic computers, will help the inner migration, the opting out of reality. Reality is no longer going to be the stuff out there, but the stuff inside your head. It's going to be commercial and nasty at the same time".

Musliminism butt rape

Toshi, you're really good!

No seriously.

Orson

Lay off the sauce dude.

GETME! djs at Work It this Saturday

Billy Bob Thornton

COMPLETE prick. Thanks to Caius for pointing this out

Song Of The Week

The The - This Is The Day

Fucked fixed geared bikes. Its all about the MASSIVE roller skate scene in Hyde Park on a Sunday

Thursday

Will be djing here

GM.04.24.09

THE Duke Nukem

When your 11 this game is euphoria pixilated

The Whitsun Weddings

That Whitsun, I was late getting away:
Not till about
One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday
Did my three-quarters-empty train pull out,
All windows down, all cushions hot, all sense
Of being in a hurry gone. We ran
Behind the backs of houses, crossed a street
Of blinding windscreens, smelt the fish-dock; thence
The river's level drifting breadth began,
Where sky and Lincolnshire and water meet.

All afternoon, through the tall heat that slept
For miles island,
A slow and stopping curve southwards we kept.
Wide farms went by, short-shadowed cattle, and
Canals with floatings of industrial froth;
A hothouse flashed uniquely: hedges dipped
And rose: and now and then a smell of grass
Displace the reek of buttoned carriage-cloth
Until the next town, new and nondescript,
Approached with acres of dismantled cars.

At first, I didn't notice what a noise
The weddings made
Each station that we stopped at: sun destroys
The interest of what's happening in the shade,
And down the long cool platforms whoops and skirls
I took for porters larking with the mails,
And went on reading. Once we started, though,
We passed them, grinning and pomaded, girls
In parodies of fashion, heels and veils,
All posed irresolutely, watching us go,

As if out on the end of an event
Waving goodbye
To something that survived it. Struck, I leant
More promptly out next time, more curiously,
And saw it all again in different terms:
The fathers with broad belts under their suits
And seamy foreheads; mothers loud and fat;
An uncle shouting smut; and then the perms,
The nylon gloves and jewelry-substitutes,
The lemons, mauves, and olive-ochers that

Marked off the girls unreally from the rest.
Yes, from cafes
And banquet-halls up yards, and bunting-dressed
Coach-party annexes, the wedding-days
Were coming to an end. All down the line
Fresh couples climbed abroad: the rest stood round;
The last confetti and advice were thrown,
And, as we moved, each face seemed to define
Just what it saw departing: children frowned
At something dull; fathers had never known

Success so huge and wholly farcical;
The women shared
The secret like a happy funeral;
While girls, gripping their handbags tighter, stared
At a religious wounding. Free at last,
And loaded with the sum of all they saw,
We hurried towards London, shuffling gouts of steam.
Now fields were building-plots. and poplars cast
Long shadows over major roads, and for
Some fifty minutes, that in time would seem

Just long enough to settle hats and say
I nearly died,
A dozen marriages got under way.
They watched the landscape, sitting side by side
-An Odeon went past, a cooling tower,
And someone running up to bowl -and none
Thought of the others they would never meet
Or how their lives would all contain this hour.
I thought of London spread out in the sun,
Its postal districts packed like squares of wheat:

There we were aimed. And as we raced across
Bright knots of rail
Past standing Pullmans, walls of blackened moss
Came close, and it was nearly done, this frail
Traveling coincidence; and what it held
Stood ready to be loosed with all the power
That being changed can give. We slowed again,
And as the tightened brakes took hold, there swelled
A sense of falling, like an arrow-shower
Sent out of sight, somewhere becoming rain.

Philip Larkin

Let me ride your magic cloud

Take Me - Fabulous Souls

Song Of The Week

More real than what is real. Demanding all types of respect

Pete Rock and Cl Smooth - All The Places

New GETME! website

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Jamal Ski - Texas Rumpus

Praise God for your testimony!! Thank you, and Hallelujah to God!

Break free from the chains of pornography.