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Bare Necessities

Akira The Don - Bare Necessities ft Jay-Z and Dizzee Rascal FIrst dropped: Jan 29th 2010, on ATD20

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k37_-aNv2pw

YEYAH!

This one goes out to Eloise in Thailand, who is ten years old and an AMAZING DRAWER (as in person who draws, not something you put your T Shirts in, don't be stupid!) - she sent me this today:

How awesome is that!? WOW! MEGA AWESOME, I would say, and I would be interested to hear what you art critics think.

Yessir. I have been meaning to do a remix of Bare Necessities for about 5 years, and I was so happy when I finally got around to doing it that I literally ran around in circles whooping. IT MADE ME THAT HAPPY! Jay-Z and Dizzee Rascal were the icing on on the sticky bun. Sticky buns, in case you were wondering,  were the number one treat back in Lower Friars, the first stage of my secondary schooling... at first break you could get stale buns with icing on them from the canteen for 20p. Oh how we loved those sticky sweet things!

Anyway, I did want to make a nice bootleg video for this, but I haven't had time today, between packaging t-shirts (only 2 1 don shirts left!), working on my Sac VS Pip remix, shooting a video with Joey2tits AKA The Ambassador of Awesome and doing this flipping cartoon. Gah! I wish I'd had time, dear reader! But now I must make like that last panel, for it is 4am, and I have many things tomorrow, not least of all THE ALL NEW WEEKLY DONCAST!

That's right! It's that time of week again! BE HERE AT 5PM GMT for the live spectacular! I have no idea what I'm gonna be doing, but I know one thing - WE ARE GONNA HAVE FUN! YES WE ARE! But if you have any great ideas, I would love to hear them. Oh, and there are only three more days of FOCUSING ON ATD20... what song do you want singling out? TELL ME I NEED TO KNOW!

PAX!

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Stop Helping The Daily Mail

dailymail Damn, why is everybody so surprised that The Daily Mail printed a horrible article about how it was Stephen Gately's fault he died 'cos he was an evil commie drug munching homo or something? It's what they do! I'd have been most surprised had they not ran an article about how it was Stephen Gately's fault he died 'cos he was an evil commie drug munching homo or something.

Come now. And really, all this frantic re-tweeting and posting on Facebook, how is that helping? The Daily Mail is but a shoddy old newsrag. The people who buy it will be dead soon, and then it won't matter... unless it gets a sizable internet readership, which will only happen if people share its articles with their friends and... do you see where I'm going here? STOP SHARING DAILY MAIL ARTICLES! You are helping them! You are Spreading The Hate! Don't Spread The Hate! Laugh at the hate, chuckle - ah ha ha! - but please don't spread it around as if it were peanut butter and jam and the internet was a great big sandwich and your people were starving.

Wanna know what happens in those sorts of instances?

jam

Yeah.

That happens. Do you want that to happen? NO. That's right. So stop it. Thank you.

EDIT: For those outside the UK, The Daily Mail is a tabloid newspaper with a cartoonish right wing agenda. Oooh.

Zzz

So, I got some (ha!) sleep, and I listened to the noises Birddogg was making up here while I was down in New York, doing whatever it was I was doing in New York. Like, there's some ill stuff. But one in particular is just tremendous. it is mighty. It fills my heart. And prefectly fits so many of the raps I was writing in New York, tempom flow, everything. So, what I've done, is draw various raps, and bits of raps, together, to create this New York song that's been brewing all the time I've been here. It is best I get it out now, before I FORGET. Annoyingly, the necassary component is missing. So piss.

Bad: All the stuff I bought last week - food, drink, socks, weed - is gone. Mostly. I got a lot of Ritz crackers, peanut butter and macaroni. Good: There's a Death's Head Moth on my window. (See right) Bad: There is animal shit by my window. Good: The air outside is fresh and envigorating. Bad: The air in the top level of the house, in which I am supposed to be dwelling, is thick with the stink of animal and of animal excrement.

I went to turn on the sauna earlier, and nearly trod in cat shit. Or dog shit. It could be both. Whatever. It's like, wow, sauna! Oh, catshit. Wow! Oh. Wow! Oh. Etc. So, I wanted to go into town and get a job today, to pay for my ticket back to New York, but waited about for people to come with me rather than just doing it, and the end result is it's super late now, too late to get a job anywhere, and everyone's going into town to go out, save me, who must stay at home cos he has no ID (this is a worry), and it's too far to chance not being allowed in anywhere.

A ha!

So I should write more now. I wrote a bunch earlier. Phil is worrying that Amy has forotten his ass, as she went in her tiny car to take Cecelia and James over an hour ago. But she hasn't forgotten him. It's just miles from ShanGayKen to Woodstoock! A HA!

I just asked Spiky if he has a message for the world. He said, "spitroast!" So there you go.