SCRATCH IS BACK !! COMPLETE WITH A GREAT LINE UP FOR APRIL 30TH @ THE BIG CHILL HOUSE!! FREE ENTRANCE!! (CELEBRATING 15 YEARS OF HIP HOP)
On Saturday 30th April Amstel and The Big Chill Present ‘Scratch’ who this year celebrate ‘15 Years Of Hip Hop’ as one of the capital’s leading Hip Hop parties. For this monumental occasion we are truly blessed with a rare individual performance from DJ Primecuts, one the UK’s most well known and respected turntablist DJ’s.
DJ Primecuts first played at Scratch back in 98′ and it was clear even in the early days that this DJ had special skills on the ‘Wheels of Steel’. One year later and he and the other Scratch Perverts, (Tony Vegas, Mr Thing and First Rate) went on to win the world-renowned 99′ World DMC Team title, in NYC.
Since then the Perverts with Primecuts, Tony Vegas and Plus One at the helm have gone from strength to strength, not just touring the world showcasing their world class turntable skills, but also releasing and producing quality music and remixes.
Our second guests should really create quite a stir when they perform live at Scratch on 30th April. The Hackney Colliery Band (releasing music on the excellent Wah Wah 45′s record label) are a brass band with a difference, not your typical horn blowers, but brass musicians inspired by the sound of funk and Hip Hop. Expect to hear plenty of Hip Hop covers that should have the whole Scratch crowd singing and chanting from start to finish.
Not forgetting our host for the evening Tukka, the ever reliable resident DJ’s Matt Smooth, Richy Pitch, Lyley and Tomski and the usual crews of B-boys and B-Girls!!
Really like M3NSA’s refreshing and original new video, it really brings out his personality well both visually and musically. ‘No One Knows’ is M3NSA’s first single off the highly anticipated ‘No.1 Mango St’ LP. You can buy the single on Itunes here:-
It’s so exciting when an MC comes along who creates a buzz with their creative words and flow, Jay Electronica is definitely someone like this.
INTERVIEW WITH JAY ELECTRONICA
JAY ELECTRONICA’S LATEST SINGLE
EXHIBIT C LYRICS:-
When I was sleeping on the train Sleeping on Meserole Ave out in the rain Without even a single slice of pizza to my name Too proud to beg for change mastering the pain When NY niggas was calling southern rappers lame But then jackin our slang I used to get dizzy spells, hear a little ring The voice of a angel telling me my name Telling me that one day imma be a great man Transforming with the MegatronDon spittin out flames Eatin wack rappers alive shittin out chains I aint believe it then, nigga I was homeless Fightin, shootin dice, smoking weed on the corners Tryna find the meaning of life in a corona Till the 5%ers rolled up on a nigga and informed him. “You either build or destroy, where you come from?” “The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum” “Hmm, its quite amazing that you rhyme how you do And how you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru.” Question 14, Muslim lesson 2 Dip diver, civilize a 85er I make the devil hit his knees and say the our father Abracadabra! You rockin with the true and living Shout out to Light Out, Joseph I, Chewy Bivens, Shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge, my crew in Richmond While yall debated whos the truth like Jews and Christians I was in Cecil B, Broad St, Master, North Philly, South Philly, 23rd, Tasker 6 Mile, 7 Mile, Hartwell, Gratiot Where niggas really would pack a uhaul truck up Put the high beams on Drive up on the curb at a barbeque and hop out the back like “whats up” “Kill a nigga, rob a nigga, take a nigga, buss up” Thats why when you talk that tough talk I never feel ya You sound real good and you play the part well But the energy you givin off is so unfamiliar I dont feel ya.
We Need Somethin Realer!!!
Nas hit me up on the phone said “what you waitin on” Tip hit me up on a twitt said “what you waitin on” Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin “when you gon drop that verse nigga you taking long” So now im back spittin that He could pass a polygraph That Rev Run rockin Adidas out on Hollis Ave That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Nikki Tesla I shock you like a eel, electric feel, Jay Electra.
Oh My God, Keep Going!!!
They call me Jay Electronica Fuck that, call me Jay ElecHannukah Jay ElecYarmulke Jay ElecTramadaan Muhammad Asalaamica RasoulAllah Supana Watallah thought your monitor My uzi still weigh a ton, check the barometer Im hotter than the mothafuckin sun, check the thermometer Im bringing ancient mathematics back to modern man My momma told me “never throw a stone and hide your hand” I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans Thats why the people got my back like the Verizon man I play the back and fade to black and then devise a plan Out in London, smoking, vibin while I ride the tram Giving out that raw food to lions disguised as lambs And, by the time they get their seats hot And deploy all the henchmen to come at me from the tree tops Im chilling out at tweetstock, building by the millions, my light is brilliant.