My love for radio began very young, it was the vibration of 2Step Garage UKG rhythms impeding through my walls as I was trying to go to sleep for school in the morning as my brother babysat me as my mum was out working . The smell of weed wafting through the house from my brothers room as about 10 mates from the area stood in my brothers room entranced by the sound coming from the decks, people would take it in turns to spit a lyric and friendship and fried chicken would be shared. These sessions would often be in practice for an upcoming radio set or they would be recorded into logic, tape or cd to be copied and passed around the ends. This is how I got into radio, radio was a thing and still is something that brings together communities, its a live broadcast of feeling, creativity and artistry at its best & at its worst in my opinion it’s a means of mainstream capitalist communication to numb the minds of in car commuters with shitty political takes and rubbish middle – of – the – road – music.
