jeremy allen

Two Days. One BMX Accident. One Lost Rapper. Three Videos: TLEIII

My neck is borked and will not hold my head up high, but I am flush with joy and pride at the might works myself and the Super Adventure Video Team carried out this weekend. We went to Essex, where a whopping three videos were shot, shot like traitors... three mighty works of audio-visual glory that together tell one tall yale, and will be beginning via your intertellescreens in but a few weeks time.

That photo up there is from Day One of the Life Equation Trilogy shoot (henceforth to be referred to as TLEIII). Left to right: Our director, Dr. Aaron Shrimpton, 2nd AD and "Henchman Number 2" Acid Cad Thomas , Akira The Don, Mr Lacey, and Eddie Argos, who came all the way from Berlin and showed upon time, unlike certain Big Narstie, who as mentioned in the last post, was coming all the way from, um, Essex, and managed to get entirely lost and not show up at all.

"I ended up outside Cambridge on some mad countryside roads," wailed Narstie when I finally caught up with him yesterday lunchtime, still drunk from the previous nights festivities, and his ordeal still fresh in his mind. "Seven hours driving round in circles fam. It broke my mind fam. I am never leaving my yard without a fuckin' satnav ever again. Never. Fuck that. Fuck that, fuck that,  fuck that, fuck that, fuck that fuck that fuck that fuck that, fuck THAT. I ended up broke down with no petrol on some dark road for an hour and half waiting for the AA to come and rescue man, bring man some petrol, take man back to civilisation. I was broken fam. I cried fam. Tears of PAIN. This is LIFE."

Narstie finally made it back to his home at 1am, by which time I was snuggled up in my Don Bed, ahead of day two of TLEIII. Day two was an entirely different beast, involving a new location, a larger crew, more props, breakdancers, and Accident-Prone Envy, who had come all the way from Manchester with her BMX-accident-dick-finger and was only an hour late.

It was a great day. Everything went to plan. Everybody was amazing. We shot the shit out of those videos. We shot them like highwaymen. We shot them like they stole from us. BOOM! BOOM! POW! IN YOUR FACE TLEIII! BOOM!

 

Here I am practicing dance moves with some of my dancers.

Here I am sharing a sofa with Accident-Prone Envy, shortly before she poked herself in the eye with some money.

Above we see the crew admiring some of Mighty Tom Coles beautiful footage.

Afterwards we linked Joey2tits and Set Dressing Tim at the Roundhouse in Camden where MF Doom and Ghostface were playing. We missed Doom, but caught the tail end of Ghost's performance. It wasn't the greatest performance of all time, and the sound was a bit shonky, and Doom never came onstage with him at the end as advertised, but it was a wonderful way to close a wonderful day.

Sunday afternoon was spent despairing at the newspapers and playing scrabble in the Kenton with my wife.

Sunday evening was spent reaquanting myself with Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas, AKA The Greatest Video Game of All Time. I had lately been harboring suspicions that games are not only much shorter than they used to be, but much easier too, and but an hour into my replay of GTA SA, my suspicions were confirmed. Shit is hard, son, and all the better for it. What a world was created in San Andreas! What an experience! Rockstar have a big job on their hands matching that level of wonder when they return to San Andreas next year.

Oh, before I bugger off to see Scroobius Pip and B Dolan at the Scala, here's a crazy little so-called-coincidence. My wife finally got round to filling in our census form the other week. I didn't want to submit it at all, but we decided we didn't want the £2000 finr, so went ahead and filled the bugger in. Then, yesterday, I get a message on Twitter from one of my listeners who just so happnes to work in the cesus sorting office, and just so happned to get my census. Crazy. What does it all mean?

Photos by Mighty Tom Coles and Charlotte Narkiewicz

The Soul In Vega

Hey gang! I hope you had an great bank holiday weekend. Even if it wasn't a bank holiday weekend for you. I have been mostly chained to this desk working on that awesome Street Fighter music. It's been a blast! People keep popping by and adding dope stuff to it. Envy's on her way right now. Jeres dropped by earlier just as I was about to hop in the shower. He's adding guitar to Vega right now. It's sounding beautiful. Vega has some haunting music, really he does.

So, we're in pretty awesome shape. Here's the board:

The circles on the left indicate which tracks have completed scratches on them. Ticks mean complete song. And so on. FYI, I am using one of my girl's magic whiteboard things. They're pretty useful. I hear they started life as a Dragon's Den pitch. Shout out TV enterepenours worldwide!

Oh snap! Envy just showed. She's writing on a laptop now, Said laptop is covered with stickers, like guitars in the early nineties.  Don approves. Fire imminent! And since we're still on this thing, keep those drops coming! They're great! akirathedon at googlemail.com!

COMIC: A Serge Of Life Part 2

Brand new A Serge of Life, written by Jeremy Allen and drawn by me. Click for biggle. This was the last thing I drew in flash, before working out how to gte a smooth stroke in Photoshop. Pause, for effect. Pick up a copy of The Stool Pigeon to see the thing in all its newsprint glory!

You can also oggle that, and some of my other doodlings, in the brand new GALLERY, which you can comment in now and everything. Cheers to Zef for sorting the coding out!

Oh, and click here for Part 1.

A Serge Of Life Part 1

The to-do-list has not grown thin! But it has had another thing ticked off of it. I've had my first comic strip published, in the latest issue of The Stool Pigeon newspaper, which is out now. I illustrated, coloured and lettered the strip, which was written by my good friend Jeremy Allen. Click the above image to make it bigger. Then do your darndest to hunt down a copy of the paper, as these things do work so much better in that format. Not that I've actually seen one yet, but I will tonight, and I am excite!

Last Night

What an awesome gig!

How awesome were The Women?

Super awesome!

Goodbye Mary! You were great!!

The Crimea ruled too. The Only Living Boy And Girl is a masterpiece!

When we got back at half one or whatever Xandra had already sent through loads of ace photos. You can see them here! Thanks Xandra!

Whoo!

It was also a special night for me 'cos my ole pals P Mo and Kool Kid came through. It was dope to see them. They're both pro journalists now you know. True story!

All Star ATD15

Sleeve by Akira The Don & Zef 2: Extra guitar by Jeremy Allen 6: Contains elements of Billy Ocean - Get Into My Car, David Hasselhoff - Jump In My Car & RZA ft. ODB - Black Widow Pt II 8: Daft Punk Da Funk & Dizzee Rascal - Sirens 9: Ft Dego Brown 12: Produced by Akira The Don 16: Recorded for XFM Scotland 17: Contains elements of Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine - After The Watershed & Lethal Bizzle - Police On My Back 19: Produced by Akira The Don 20: Produced by Ripperman 23: Contains elements of Cutting Crew - (I Just) Died In Your Arms & 4, 3, 2, 1 - LL Cool J ft Method Man, Redman & DMX 27: Produced by Akira The Don

Engineered Recorded and Mixed by Akira The Don at Don Studios III, Clapton.

PAX!

I Can See Cities

The deal seems to be, Mothboy does an album, I rap on it. Deviance had me doing some new shit on a track called I Can See Cities. Mothboy did the beat, gave me the title, and I ran with it. I wrote the thing on a laptop sat outside the cafe in Clissold Park, Stoke Newington. It was a beautiful, Sunny day. You wouldn't know from the song itself, which is pretty fuckin' dark. We did the vocals for the album's closing track, Down, at mine as well. A beautiful duet between Jeres, The Son Of King Rebel, and his then-girlfriend Soraya Mir.

http://www.adnoiseam.net/adn69

I Can See Cities

The deal seems to be, Mothboy does an album, I rap on it. Deviance had me doing some new shit on a track called I Can See Cities. Mothboy did the beat, gave me the title, and I ran with it. I wrote the thing on a laptop sat outside the cafe in Clissold Park, Stoke Newington. It was a beautiful, Sunny day. You wouldn't know from the song itself, which is pretty fuckin' dark. We did the vocals for the album's closing track, Down, at mine as well. A beautiful duet between Jeres, The Son Of King Rebel, and his then-girlfriend Soraya Mir.

http://www.adnoiseam.net/adn69