Our Mates - Part 1 - Dark Sky / Boogaloo Crew

This is an aspect of the blog that I've wanted to write about for fucking ages. We've been around for a fair while, and we've got about a fair ol' bit. In the course of doing so, we've had our fair share of crackheads, gammon-handed fools and ketamine freaks. And that's just our mate Tom.


But our travels, trials and tribulations have brought us into contact with some excessively brilliant and talented people, who've influenced us no end and more importantly, provide proper joke of a Friday night down the Grand Union. The first, and most fabulous of these are the fucking fantastic Dark Sky crew, also known in an alternative incarnation as the Boogaloo Crew.

Minor Horror Countdown...

The above picture was me - when I realised we have under a month and a half until our party for New Balance. And week after next we've got the video shoot in Alicante. Yes. Indeed. Stress times. But it's funny how the more stressed I get about things, the more detached I become from the problem and indeed reality. Hence, my decision to blog - the 21st Century equivalent of fiddling while Rome burns.

Where we're going for this video...

Guadarmar del Segura - apparently this is near where our mate Tom Robinson got robbed at knife point. And it's also going to be the venue where we're gonna be shooting the vid for New Balance...or Neuvo Equilibria, as Sherlock has deftly translated. Have we filming permission, licensing, health and safety checks? Of course not. Because we're fucking Hip Hop. But thankfully, so few people actually read this blog, I don't think it's actually going to be a problem...Real Hip Hop...


Shwinn

Bosh - last track DONE

In a world where Asil Nadir can return to England unscathed, where Miley Cyrus hasn't been touched up wrong and where I can be struck down by a really, really awful eye infection, there is no godforsaken reason why QE can't pen a fucking awesome tune in a 5/4 time signiture. And here it fucking is. And with that, ladies and gentlemen, the QE2 Demo is DONE. Start spreading the word. Like, now....

118 (rough mix) by Queens English

Launch tings!

The following that your are about to read is what happens when no-one can be bothered to actually write a proper blog entry about something reasonably interesting, and instead think publishing group emails in the style of David Thorne is something that might be reasonably interesting. Shit...here's the launch stuff...

So Good, or Not So Good?! That...is a question...

Hooo boy - I've got that funny feeling in my tummy. I had it all those years ago when QE dun' blasted out the sickest set in Cargo's history, drenching the walls in sweat and lady fluids. The same look set to happen again, with the forthcoming Demo, as YET ANOTHER TUNE is completed! More lyrical excellencé, from our boys (and Girl) in black'n'blue. Listen, comment, like it, love it...Ladies and Gentlemenses, I give you, 'So Good' by Queens English [/insert fanfare]

Shwinn

p.s. If you're wondering about the picture choice...nothing to do with the song...and I don't have to justify myself to anyone...

So Good (rough mix) by Queens English

We Business!!

Ooooh! Lookee that! Business cards for the QE, that inadvertantly make it look like I'm a legitimate member of industry. Slick'n'slide. As Rhymes pointed out, this saves faffing about for a pen and paper or phone at the end of a gig, spot or one of those club nights where you've met the producer for the Chai Whallas tent. I highly recommend it, as having a piece of card with your name on makes you feel big and important. Like the misplaced passion of Geoffery Sinclair. Plus it makes excellent quality roach material.

Shwinn