'the adventures of grandmaster flash on the wheels of steel' (so much music so little time)

thanks to his friend denise (and a free tickets for locals sweetener) horsemouth has marked the end of summer with grandmaster flash. of course when grandmaster flash DJs a set of hip hop ('when I play you sing the songs to me...') what we really get is the crowd-pleasing karaoke nostalgia machine - but hip-hop always worked with the best part of the record - that's the bit you want to play. horsemouth got very excited (and regretably a little drunk - still no harm done).

today he wakes up purged and cheerful (and mercifully hangover free) - of the festival (er. grillstock - a retail opportunity featuring acres of grilling meat, horsemouth should really send a photo back through a timemachine to his formerly vegan self to fully destroy his faith in the future, of course horsemouth is still a vegetarian but that's an easy option these days) and the other bands (the cuban brothers - a sub-ali g routine, fun loving criminals - a little dull) the less said soonest mended, horsemouth is prepared to conceed to levi roots (quality reggae band essentially the advertising wing of his herbs and spices project) - they at least arranged a shout out to rico rodriguez.

of course it is no good abstractly opposing capitalism - people still have to earn their daily bread - if grandmaster flash is still touring he still needs the work. the fact that its track after track of genius helps a lot - that this all comes from the bronx, brooklyn, the five boroughs, a city even further down the gentrification road than london, that it has become its sonic memory that is something.