Getting excited for Field Day.
This is actually such a good mix it’s holding me up from going out.
Cassius, DJ Falcon & Thomas Bangalter in like 2002 or some shiz xx
Charli XCX- Nuclear Seasons
I know it’s been around for a while but I’ve just got her album, True Romance, and this is on repeat.
Catchy as fuck, a great pop song.
True Romance is a pretty fine release too.
Now to roam the streets of east London in search of her gaze.
Nile Rodgers- The Hitmaker
Amazing documentary. Couldn’t stop smiling throughout. Beside myself with excitement to see them perform this year. What a guy.
Q-Tip- Gettin’ Up
“No more dreary spectacle can be found on this earth than the whole of the ‘awful east,’ with its Whitechapel, Hoxton, Spitalfields, Bethnal Green, and Wapping to the East India Docks. The colour of life is grey and drab. Everything is helpless, hopeless, unrelieved and dirty. Bath tubs are a thing totally unknown, as mythical as the ambrosia of the gods. The people themselves are dirty, while any attempt at cleanliness becomes howling farce, when it is not pitiful and tragic. Strange, vagrant odours come drifting along the greasy wind, and the rain, when it falls, is more like grease than water from heaven. The very cobblestones are scummed with grease.
Here lives a population as dull and unimaginative as its long grey miles of dingy brick. Religion has virtually passed it by, and a gross and stupid materialism reigns, fatal alike to the things of the spirit and the finer instincts of life.
It used to be the proud boast that every Englishman’s home was his castle. But today it is an anachronism. The Ghetto folk have no homes. They do not know the significance and the sacredness of home life. Even the municipal dwellings, where live the better-class workers, are overcrowded barracks. They have no home life. The very language proves it. The father returning from work asks his child in the street where his mother is; and back the answer comes, ‘In the buildings.’”
Jack London- The People of the Abyss (1903)
Property Versus Person.
‘In a civilisation frankly materialistic and based upon property, not soul, it is inevitable that property shall be exulted over soul, that crimes against property shall be considered far more serious than crimes against the person. To pound one’s wife to jelly and break a few of her ribs is a trivial offence compared to sleeping out under the naked stars because one has not the price of a doss. The lad who steals a few pears from a wealthy railway corporation is a greater menace to society than the young brute who commits an unprovoked assault upon an old man over seventy years of age. While the young girl who takes a lodging under the pretence that she has work commits so dangerous offence that, were she not severely punished, she and her kind might bring the whole fabric of property clattering to the ground. Had she unholily tramped Piccadilly and the Strand after midnight, the police would not have interfered with her, and she would have been able to pay for her lodging.’
Jack London- The People of the Abyss