So, 79,884 people have watched the Drinking Song video on Newgrounds. Already we are thinking about the Next. Me and Zef figure we might start doing them every month or something, for the mixtapes and that.

Anyway. I have had an excellent weekend, in the fine company of safe clarts from all over the world and my history. Super Furries were awesome on Friday - I went with my safe Welsh peoples, and there were monks and everything, and we drank lots of red wine.

And afterwards, I made my first live appearance at the Monarch in Camden, which is also called the Barfly, for for reasons too boring to go into here. Me and Wade, and a number of or extended fam are doing DJMC appearances as Stunners International, and this was one of them. Basically we play records we like, and I rap over them where I deem appropriate. Which worked like black magic on Friday, and the place went off like coppers’ handguns. We bust it atop and amidst a swirling sea of spastic swine, rutting and frothing and rabid. Someone put something in the beer, I swear. It was like being in a Nelly video.

So: there will be a lot more of that. The Donsquad will be mashing your face soon. This Wednesday, for example, I shall be doing a GIG, and it will be wonderful, I am quite certain.

Firstly… that is true. Jeres took me to see them last night and we were both amazed at their awesome might.

Secondly… the video is ready for you. The nice people at Newgrounds seem to love it so much they’ve upped our allowed file size so the sound quality is now pretty nice. I just looked and it’s had 45132 views. Goddamn!

Thirdly: A nice lad called Huw played one of my songs on radio Wales last night. Cymru Am Byth! safe as fuck!

I am happy.

Fourthly: That The game/Yukmouth Beef has gotten sillier. A Nice Homemade video (that works sometimes, so do try more than once if it sucks an ass) by Mr Mouth has surfaced, in with Yukky and his boys beat and humiliate a Game lookalike for three minutes. They spell as well as me, too. Peep.

FIVE! I am going to see the Super Furries tonight with some safe Welsh clarts. I am excited. YES IT IS TRUE!

Over and out.

Really, weed is such irritating bullshit. I am sick of it. It makes my belly churn and head ache. It renders mornings unimaginable feats of human endurance. It makes a mess. It encourages poor diet (like I need encouragement).

Last night was aight, by the way. Not sure about this YOB business, mind.

Hey! They’ve invented Jpeg viruses. If you run Microsoft Explorer pictures mean poison. Get Mozilla. It is so much better it is silly.

This Newgrounds place is incredible. My ‘Drinking Song Video’ is one of their main selections, and, if you peep its page, you’ll notice it has been viewed 26,964 times, has 1,644 votes and has received 118 reviews. A better version should be going up any moment, and a non Flash version should be with us later. Hail.

So, come see me and that bloody Dogg play some songs at Metro in London tonight. I believe we shall be on at around nine.

AT4 is online now! Go to the music bit. And take it. It is good. Birddogg returns with a load of his own productions married with the finest Tim Dog acapellas. I mash Carter and Vanilla and MOP and Big Pun (RIP).

The tracklisting looks thusly:

Donsquad Presents: ATD4
Mixed By Akira The Don and Birddogg

The Psychedelic Furs feat. ATD - Heaven
Anth Latue - Look What You’re Missing (Produced by ATD)
State Ya Name Gangsta - The Game and Lil Flip
Jadakiss feat. Styles P, Common and Nas - Why (Remix)
HeTurnAll and ATD feat. Dr Dre - El Oh En
Ten Masked Men VS MOP - Sweet Like Kidnapping (ATD Mix)
MOP - The Marksmen
Memphis Bleek feat. Jay-Z - Yes
Talib Kweli - Lonely People
Ras Kass - The Seance
Nas - When I’m High
Carter USM feat. Vanilla Ice and Sean Paul - Rubbish 2 (ATD Mix)
Nore - Oye MiCanto
Nore feat. Big Pun - Oye 100% (ATD Mix)
Nas - One Love (Bird Dogg mix)
J-Live - Braggin’ Writes
Mad Skillz - The Nod Factor. (Bird Dogg mix)
Monica - Don’t Take It Personal (Bird Dogg mix)
Naughty By Nature - Its On feat. Jim Steinman (Bird Dogg mix)
Smoove Da Hustler - Do It (Bird Dogg mix)
Kool G Rap and DJ Polo - On The Run
Mr. Complex - Stabbin’ You (Wet Love mix)
Chris de Burgh - Crying

Video in a second…

Neanderthal internet connections notwithstanding, Chippenham is quite charming. Last night Birddogg took me to a tiny village with tiny stone houses with tiny doors and tiny stone walls and a tiny pub to celebrate a great bear of a man called Chapman’s birthday. Chapam looks like Godzilla striding about his minature village with a jug of birthday cider. Later he is to be found slinging firey sticks like a medieval Darth Maul. Not a peep from the neighbours. Here, a birthday is respected.

The video is done, but neanderthal internet stops me seeing it. So too the mixtape, sitting paitiently on my server waiting for a link. I don’t know what to say.

Greetings from historic Chippenham! I am afraid regular updates have been rendered entirely irregular, due to the prehistoric communications channels hereabouts. Ah ha!

Yes, but I got a SL-DZ1200 (Technics Direct Drive Digital Turntable) today, and it is the most awesome thing in the world. (It is also my second technical extravegance.) Birddogg is at one with it already. The world is at our fingertips.

Gig Wednesday.

The scratches will be amazing, if nothing else.

Big things on here tomorrow by the way…

Big Bun forever.

Yes.

So, we have another show lined up. A few, actually. In London. The Dogg and I will be supporting Youth Of Britain at Metro next Wednesday (Sept. 29th). I have not seen or heard them yet, but I am told they are “like Private Eye”, which could be good. Then we’re headlining the first Grr Disco night at, um, The Leigon? Actually, I can’t remeber the date of tat one. Some come to stinkjy Metros.

Mary Anne Hobbes played ‘Liverpool’ the other night, I hear. Mary Anne Hobbes is a genius.

I thought the incredible Kirsty MacColl’s death was an accident. Apparently not…

I awoke today all ow-ey and riddled with guilt, because I spent too much money on booze last night and of course I blame Wade. He rang me and asked me to come and soundsystem with him at Night Moves in Shoreditch, and I always wanted to play there, and I love Wade, so of course I went, and of course it was excellent. Wade played lots of throbbing electroey things and country and I rapped on top of a speaker.

Anyway though, I spent too much money on booze and it is Wrong. Not drinking, contrary to what you may think, was easy. Drinking is a constant battle.

Mixtape 4 is finished! It is rendering as an MP3 now. I have been rining around for printing and pressing quotes as well. We’re going hardcopycolour with this bitch. Word!

Oh dear Lord, the sick black comedy of the US immigration mob! They’re deporting Cat Stevens today!

It is true. He was flying from London to Washington and his plane was diverted because he showed up on some terrorist watch list, becausehe’s Musim and, like, sang some songs about war being mean.

Apparently he is a threat to national security. It should be noted that Marillion were on the plane too, and I know who I’d be more worried about having over for dinner and peeing in my fishtank.

I woke up today with a bit of a hangover, but the voices of the children at play out my window soothed me into the world. The view from my window is very lovely - I see lots of school chiddlers at play in their playground, all in matching yellow jumpers. Sometimes they are not there, because it is not playtime, but usually it is.

So I felt a little bit pop starry today, actually - I was making a lovely song on my silly old computer, then a nice man from The Telegraph rang to ask me questions and chat about stuff, and then I checked my inbox and it was full of nice words and music ideas and offers of collaborations and free clothing. I haven’t had a poorly executed threat of violence in weeks.

Mixtape 4 is all but done, my people, and will be with you shortly….