Interviews in the flesh make up a more enjoyable part of being a journalist. It beats sending off questions in an email for obvious reasons. Face to face, the answers are immediate and impulsive and there is the predictable element of unpredictability. Oral exams when studying a language spring to mind, except perhaps this time round, I’m the examiner. […]Read more "An Interview with Santé"
Is it cool to drink Red Stripe? I made my Boiler Room debut yesterday, as an attendee rather than DJ (before you ask). The venue was the small but sleek Kristina Records, a vinyl store in Dalston/Stoke Newington that doesn’t have a shop sign. I was reliably informed that Jamie Jones makes regular jaunts to the […]Read more "My Boiler Room Virginity"
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