Month: May 2009

New De La Soul Album and a blinding Wale track

At last, a new De La Soul longplayer is on the horizon according to a recent interview at EW.com.   It’s been nearly 5 years since The Grind Date and ‘You’re Welcome’ and is slated to be released in early 2010.  At this rate they’re rivalling the Beasties at time between albums.

Also popped up today on his Twitter is a new (old but reworked)  Wale track.  “Hot Shyt,” featuring Black Thought (of The Roots), Peedi Crakk, Young Chris, and Tuphace is as the kids say “a banger”. When I were a lad it were a crappy firework.

If you liked that download Wale’s free mixtape, The Mixtape About Nothing, from last year. You won’t be sorry for long…

American fined for smoking bong containing cat

According to a recent Guardian article a US man has been fined for smoking a bong containing a cat.  Yeah you read that correctly.  It’s not April 1st either.  Apparently he did it to calm the cat down and according to the man “Lots of people do this, I’m just the first to get caught'”.  The cat was taken in two months ago from friends who had abused it.  Oh the irony.

The cat has yet to comment.  At the time of going to press it was out at KFC in preparation for a Star Wars and Lord of the Rings back to back marathon…

They Call It Acid

“The Hippies had ‘Woodstock’, the Mods ‘Quadrophenia’ and the Punks ‘The Great Rock ‘n’ Roll Swindle – ‘THEY CALL IT ACID‘ is the story of Acid House, the birth of Rave, the culture the Government failed to crush! “

Gordon Mason’s new film all about rave captures the essence of the acid explosion.  Check out the trailer;

Not sure about a release date or where to see it but I expect they’ll update the official YouTube channel as and when.

Memories and MAME World Records

I’ve been a gamer pretty much as long as I can remember right from the Atari 2600, right through to your present day where Xbox 360s and PS3s hold pride of place in almost every house.  (Even the Redknapps play them…)  Most of those systems of the past 30 years take up the entire space under the spare bed and most of the loft space too much to the annoyance of the other half.  However, as a child and teenager nothing in the home could come close to the experience of throwing countless 10 pences down the neck of  an arcade machine.  Whether it was tapping your finger ends to bloody stumps playing Hyper Sports (I was always shit at weight lifting), getting motion sickness on the hydraulic Power Drift, crying at just how hard Ghosts and Goblins was or dislocating your wrist trying to pull off Zangief’s Spinning Piledriver in Street Fighter II, the Arcades were the absolute mecca. Continue reading “Memories and MAME World Records”