Wednesday, October 22nd, 2014

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This is one of those situations where I really wish I’d had a good three hours to write a proper, long, well structured, comprehensive, erudite, soulstirring blog post, but as it is I haven’t even had five minutes spare to do crunches since we left Wales on Saturday and I feel weird, bubba, having not done any exercise for three days, after doing lots of exercise every single day since, what is, April?

It was a unnaturally long Summer in Wales, in which I walked up a mountain into the woods every morning, ran on the beach every night, and did pull ups and swung off bars like a monkeyboy. Hercules and I even spent some time doing interval training in the skate park, me launching him up and down the half pipes in his battered little buggy at savage speeds as he whooped and hollered with the joy of a boy who knows full well he could probably get severely injured any second.

I got in shape, and I spent precious, joyful time with my family during the finest british summer in living memory. Then Autumn went flump, and now my ride is here. At 3:30 I’ll board a plane bound for Los Angeles, my wordly goods whittled down to only those very very essentials that I can carry. Charlotte and Herc will remain here for a few months, while I mount the hill and fight the proverbial Indians, and I will miss them and they will miss me, and Herc will undergo great change that I shall not be present to witness, but through the ghostly digital curtains of Skype, and we will be reunited, and it will be glorious. Two months is a blink of an eye in a lifetime. Well, a gods’ lifetime maybe. But it will pass fast, and we will be stronger, and we will be living in Los Angeles, with the sun, and the Mickey Mouses.

The day I left Wales was, by force of glorious serendipity, the day me and Herc’s new pal Ryan – an aspirant MMA fighter and former Young Sausagemaker Of The year who works in the butchers – had the fight he’d been working up to the whole time I’d been working up to this move. After months of pushing tractor tires up hills, getting buried up to his tits in sand whist doing twisty crunches and getting his nose broken, he spent his last week trying to lose half a stone by drinking 7 litres of water a day and having salt baths, while I carted boxes into storage, sold all my stuff on Ebay and whittled my possessions down to a small pile I could fit on a plane. It seemed our destinies were somehow linked, and the direction of my life would be confirmed by the outcome of his fight.

I was sad I was going to miss Ryan’s fight, but it was my Nan’s 90th birthday party in the midlands. How fortunate that mere days before I emigrate my Nan has a surprise 90th birthday party, attended by all my family on my Mamma’s side? Amazing. So on Saturday morning, as the sun rose over the cliff tops, I took one last run along my beach, packed our SAAB, and drove to Redditch.


It was a very joyous occasional. What a privilege, to see my Nan, the eldest of thirteen, surrounded by three generations of humans that would not existed were it not for her. To see my Mum, surrounded by a similarly indebted two. I had worried my presence might sour the occasion, but I needn’t have ’t drank and were merry. Charlotte and me and Uncle Maurice were last to go to bed. I woke next morning to a decimated bottle of Raspberry Absolut, and a Facebook message from Ryan:

Knocked the guy out in under 10 secs, paramedics had to bring him round, ko’d in the cage for 6 mins, he said he cant remember being in the cage. Check the vid on my wall, hope your adventure is going well and all the family is safe. Farewell brother.

Everything, in the words of Tiny G, is gonna be OK.

— Wednesday, October 22nd, 2014

Wednesday, October 15th, 2014


Ladies and gentlemen! It is my great pleasure to introduce to you, ATDLIVE! it’s my all-new live mixtape series, which some of you might have caught me executing the other night on my Mixlr… The idea is to build it into something that capture the spirit of those early ATD tapes, where I’d mix my favourite new music with my favourite old music, drop my own new tracks and remixes, and bust out occasional freestyles… but all done live on the decks, no sitting around automating things in a DAW, just raw PARTY SHIT.

Tracklisting’s down the bottom. Get your free download by clicking the little arrow on the top right of the soundcloud player, whose blurb reads as follows:

Praise Xenu, Baby Jesus and Batman! ATD returns with an all new mixtape series, ATDLIVE! An hour of amazing (mostly) new rap Mixed LIVE in Don Studios V, Rhos On Sea, a week before ATD emigrates to Los Angeles, where you’ll be able to catch his ex pat ass playing ultra peakwave sets in LA’s waviest nightspots.


ATD, Rhos On Sea, 2014

ATDLIVE by Akirathedon on Mixcloud

ATDLIVE tracklist

— Wednesday, October 15th, 2014

Tuesday, October 7th, 2014


Autumn fell on Colwyn Bay the other day. One day it was summer, a neon sunset dying a bloody death on the horizon as I ran barefoot and shirtless on my beach, Joey Diaz in my ears, storming through the surf, leaping over a suicide of dead jellyfish, 5 miles from top to bottom, 600 calories smashed into tiny little fragments. Next day I woke to a heavy slate sky, and my morning walk up the mountain and through the woods with Hercules was a thick, crunchy, golden carpet. “EEEF,” noted Hercules sagely, as eeefs fell all around us like confetti. It happened just like something from Calvin & Hobbes. Autumn just fell one night while we were sleeping, flump.

I haven’t noticed the seasons like I’ve noticed them this year since I was a little boy. You don’t get seasons the same way when you live in cities. In a city winter means the sky changes colour and you might spend a bunch of your time huddling in a bus stop and getting splashed by puddles, but here your the whole world changes overnight.

Its coming up to a year since we decided it was time to leave London, got answered by the gods with an eviction, and boarded a plane bound for California. Six months since we moved to the North Welsh Coast, where I applied for a US Visa and got in the best shape of my life by walking up a mountain into the woods every morning and running barefoot on the beach every night. Now summer is over, I’ve got a US Visa, and my flight’s booked. On October 22nd I’ll be above the clouds, headed for Los Angeles, and destiny.

Two weeks left then, even less right here, on the border on Rhos On Sea and Colwyn Bay… just a fistful of days to enjoy this beautiful place we made our home for a couple of seasons one year in the first days of Satya Yuga. Just a few more runs on my beach. A few bike rides along the coast with Hercules on the back singing “yeahyeah“. We’ll never be as young as we are right now, and we’ll never have this again. I’m excited about the future, but I’ve loved this present, this perfect last, long Summer in Wales, before me and my beautiful little family roll the dice and embark on a new adventure.


MEANWHILE… the Emigration sale is still on. We ran out of hoodies, and the T-shirts are down to a few boxes, so get in quick before its all gone forever. Get 50% off your order by entering the code “THEEYA” at checkout…. that applies to everything, digital bundles (lots of you clever cats have been getting the entire back catalogue for a crazed £45), CDs, even hand drawn art. I did this A2 don doodle for a cool cat called Jordan in the USA yesterday, amongst a bunch of others.


He got one off me before while I was out in America last and I did it on paper plate in the studio cos I couldn’t find any paper. This one will fit in a frame and he’s psyched which is a beautiful thing.

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Oh, and some new music dropped today. Our remix of the Twin Peaks theme, in a timely fashion. I’ve actually been working on this for a while, so it worked out perfectly. I think we accidentally created a new genre. I’m calling it trapgaze. Its like the introspective version of peakwave. Dreamy shit to bliss out to in a pile of leaves on an autumn afternoon.

It’ll be fall next year.

It’s a magical world. Let’s go exploring!

— Tuesday, October 7th, 2014

Saturday, October 4th, 2014




1NV151BL35 is REAL!


My dictionary definition awesome all-over-print shirts have moved from my imagination, via graphic design applications, through the air, off of satellites, into manufacturing studios, and over goddamn OCEANS, into REAL LIFE and are now being worn by REAL LIFE HUMANS across the lands and by Jovi they are beautiful.



Hold tight Wade modelling the Unified Unicorn Plasma Sunburst shirt. It took me a while to find a decent supplier, but we got there. These joints are gorgeous, the colours pop like Kpop videos, and cos they’re printed first then sewed, there’s no white marks on the seams like with a lot of sublimation prints. PLUS unlike most sublimation shirts they’re cotton not polyester so they won’t give you cancer.

Not only do we got shirts! No! We got sweatshirts! And bags! And tanks! WE GOT THE FINEST GARMENTS IN THE COSMOS BUBBA!


Meanwhile the 50% off everything ATD Emigration sale rages on until I emigrate to LA in a few weeks. Grab the bargains of 12 lifetimes quick! Digital bundles! Shirts! CDs! Everything half price! Use the code “THEEYA” at checkout. RING AMBERLAMPS!


— Saturday, October 4th, 2014

Tuesday, September 30th, 2014


That is all


THAT is all.


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— Tuesday, September 30th, 2014

Monday, September 15th, 2014


Hey gang! So, as we learned the other day, I am officially an Alien of Extraordinary Ability and am off to live in the USA and find my fortune like Piers Morgan John Oliver Charlie Hunman The Vikings. In preparatoon for the grea Move across Oceans I have been brutally slashing my already brutally slashed possessions down to a few boxes of comics and records, and am having a great big fucking EMIGRATION SALE in the Don Shop. 50% off everything! CDs, shirts, hoodies, digital bundles, the lot! Enter the code “THEEYA” at checkout.

Meanwhile TWO new MIDNITEMEN remixes just dropped!

A club freaking next west splashout take on the new Taylor Swift joint:

…and a subtle and glorious peakwave reshaping of Kim Carnes’ immortal Bette Davis Eyes, one of my most very favouritest of songs ever.

More coming soon! Wade is in the country and will be joining me in Wales to edit the first MIDNITEVIDEO and work on some music before we head to LA and start our MIDNITECLUB and make all our MIDNITEDREAMS come true.


— Monday, September 15th, 2014