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Showing posts with label Rebecca Jackson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rebecca Jackson. Show all posts

The Neville Staple Band- live review

The Neville Staple Band @ Cockpit, Leeds 9/11/2013

What do you do when the dance partner of your dreams has had two knee replacements?

Because that's what has happened to Neville Staple, toaster and skanking extraordinare from the Specials, whose music once embodied the angst and economic desperation of a generation and who now, at just 58, can't bust out the moves like he used to.

The Rise and Rise of Tinie Tempah

From the November edition - Out Now
Words by Rebecca Jackson





It was three and a bit years ago: Gordon Brown was still Prime Minister, Miley Cyrus was still an innocent Disney star and I was a fresh-faced undergraduate sent by Wireless to meet an unknown rapper from South London called Tinie Tempah. He was doing the rounds of student unions and the back rooms of academies and had garnered interest through his mix tapes and his loyal online following, but no-one I asked wanted to come with me to meet him.