Skepta won Best Video at the MOBOs yesterday for 'That's Not Me'. If you've seen the video already, you won't be surprised to hear it only cost about £80 to make. Some of the special effects look they’ve come straight off a free iPhone app.
Hazel Sheffield ventured to Bristol this July to witness the third anniversary of local indie + promoters Howling Owl. Label co-founder Joe Hatt offers an update on the interesting interim months. "The article certainly ruffled a few feathers in Bristol, but we knew it would and it comes with the territory; seeing our little world in print way, way, way outweighed any grumblings. The whole weekend Hazel was there for was a real culmination of all the work everyone has put in over the past three years, and we were proud to show outsiders the monster we've created.
Steve Reich met Radiohead guitarist Jonny Greenwood in Poland in 2011. He was impressed by his classical work and when he got home, looked up Radiohead's music online. He spent an hour on YouTube listening to songs by the Oxford band until he fixed on two - 'Everything In Its Right Place' and 'Jigsaw Falling Into Place' - which he would use as material for 'Radio Rewrite', his latest album.
Each week, NME chooses the best books, clothes, boxsets, DVDs and more that you need to get your hands on. It could be pretty much anything. This week, it's Belle And Sebastian's film God Help The Girl to Richard Hawley's reissues. T-shirt: Twin Peaks The Chicago reprobates recently conquered London for the first time with their riled up and raucous rock'n'roll. Prepare for their return to these shores next year with this T-shirt, repping the sports teams of their hometown and their love for getting stoned.
June 1990. I hate my job, the office, the walls, most of the people, the sheer pointlessness of it all and even after a year of working here I don't really have much of an idea of what it is I'm supposed to be doing. Files folders, searches, phone calls. The smoking room, a small windowless office filled with half-seen fag jockeys creating skysworth of smoke clouds that cling to my cheap suit and 'fro, is the only respite from the whiny superior and daytime radio one with it's wallpaper pop and songs about summer. Yuck.