Author: Prim
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It’s two minutes before I walk up the pub to watch Eng v Da Danes in Euro’s 2024 As some kind of perspective, it’s two years since I saw these boys play live at Bickerstock… boy they’ve been busy since. Tours and a second album Lessons from the Darkest Storm in the bag, is a cracker […]
Right, in this 15 minute window I should be cracking on tidying up this week’s edition of Tales from the Hip Pt22 – and letting you know the serialisation of this book is available to buy now… …but, I can’t get this little cracker out of my head, and how suitable it is for today […]
You got the whole lot here for your ears… in two short parts, as had technoooo probs and here… Gassing on about micro climates Featuring Kendrik Lamar, Orlando Weeks and SBTRKT and our TrackBuster from Tales from the Hip Pt21 – Maxxfield Tales from the Hip – Prim’s second book serialised – available to buy […]
Tales from the Hip Pt21 TrackBuster this week is Maxxfield – Further I met this bloke in Phuket. He was a music teacher from Cannuck land, strutting his stuff about South East Asia. I say strut, he glid mostly, like on wheels or hovered an inch above the ground, and moved motionless. It was pretty […]
It’s all happening here folks, you name we’re on it… apart from that bit, that bit and that bit. But we are, however, talking winking… Cagney… scratching (ooh, dat better)… bare chests… hats… and stuff Tuneage from The Bohicas – FCuckers – Madlib and Home Counties – plus our Track Buster of the week, from […]
This week’s Track Buster – When You Fall – by…? Tales from the Hip As a radio station you get sent heaps of tunes. It’s been a couple years since we were a full blown station, but and thank crikey, I still get a fair share of top tuneage… please don’t ever stop – if […]
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Mindback Feedbend are back for another week! Uncannily I found the track I wanted to play the other week. That time I settled for Shake Your World. What I wanted, and uncannily part two, fits better with the this part of the story, is; Visions – the one that goes, I don’t trust no one, […]
19 may ’96; On a late Sunday arvo in Durban in 1996 a paranoid schizophrenic slit my throat from behind and ran, his sole goal – murder. Technically I died later in the hospital, had an adrenalin shot, was stitched up and I left, thinking if I’m going to die (again), I’d rather be at […]
