I don?t care what you say to me, call me names and think I?m smug (I am) because I was bloody all over these guys like a million years ago. And I traced it back to it?s source: my mate Russ sent me an mp3 of ?Half Man Half Machine? in Feb of 2003. It was sent to him by his lunatic mate, Hale. It was sent to Hale by his also lunatic mate, only Welsh, who used to know them back in the day. Since I heard that tune I a) loved them, and b) knew that everyone else would.
So here we are over a year later, at the Astoria. Sold Out. 22 Welsh rappers sold out the Astoria. This has to be some kind of record.
They?ve all out for this one, with not a single member absent, sober or not in a tracksuit. Genius. The best thing about all the Guardian idiots who don?t understand that there?s nothing deep and meaningful about the GLC to get ? it?s just funny. And tonight they proved that you can dance AND laugh. As well as being a laugh a minute, the tunes a wicked fat slabs of funk and electro beat thievage all stuck together with Welsh pixie glue to create a juggernaut of jump up pogo hip hop and comedy rhymes that would make even Shaun Ryder Blush.
Eggsy, The Maggot, The Alchemist, Adam Hussein, Billy Webb, Mike Balls, 2 Hats, P Xain and even the silent a pissed DI Burnside and all the others who?s names I can?t remember have not only put Newport on the map, but humour. Fuck the posturing, av a giggle! JG.
