North of the Border.

On the 13th & 20th of November, I had 2 gigs in Leeds & Bradford, performing my track with DJ Zinc “Love to Feel this way”.

I had some serious adventures and this is my blog story of what happened along the way.  Includes photos, video and a song I made whilst on the toilet.

I don’t think this blog will be too much about the gigs themselves but more of the behind the scenes, but let’s see what happens…

Artwork & Flyers for both events:

Mission in Leeds was hype, If you want to see the performance and read more then CLICK HERE.

J:Kenzo & I had a blast in Leeds, we drunk & ate alot and took 7 hours, yes 7 hours travelling back to Kent, which consisted of 1 KFC stop, nearly 2 hours spent in a dead traffic jam on the M11 and having the closest shave of running out of petrol, i’ve ever had.

Big Up the Leeds crew (and the travellers from outside areas)

Bradford:

Bradford was a solo journey for me by train.  The journey there was fine, I tweeted a lot and listened to Slum Village.  I arrived in Leeds and walked round to my hotel only to find the room wasn’t paid for, but this was a minor and within minutes it was sorted out and I was settled in room 122.

I got myself together after a little sit down and wandered into town to a noodle bar, and treated myself to some grub.  It was gooood.

After a cup of coffee and finding myself sprawled on the bed watching Demolition Man, I decided to go down to the bar & have a few cheeky beers as I had time to waste.  I was greeted downstairs by upto 30 transvestites & transexuals, they seemed to all be having a great time.

1am was soon apon me, and I was picked up and taken to Bradford, Bradford reminded me of Strood, it had that grimey feel to it, the sort of place you wouldn’t want to accidentally find yourself on a dark night if you’re a blatant outsider, however the venue was vibes and the crowd was up for it, I even hosted for a Ko Kane’s [resident] set just to keep the vibe. Love Apple was wicked, apart from the girl doing the guestlist being a dick!!! As hot as she was, she was one of those girls that has to make it known straight away that she don’t give a shit who you are, without even a hello, she said “everyone’s been telling me we could be brother and sister” [purely because we both have big brown curly hair] so I reply “maybe we were seperated at birth” purely for polite banter, she then replies with “you look more like my fucking dad” and struts off. Bitch. Let’s face it she completely boyed me off! It’s safe to say, I secretly loved it.

Bradford Snaps: (More to Come)

Yeah I know, these are shit. 1. is a crowd shot which you can’t see and 2. is the T-shirt I wore on stage.  I’ll get some decent ones up soon.

The night was done, and again the crowd were really cool. Thanks Bradford.

I got my arse out of bed early the next day as i wanted to get back into London earlyish and get back to Kent.  This turned out to be harder than it seemed.

I boarded the 11.40 from Leeds – Kings Cross, sat in a non reserved seat and got settled, at around 12.45 as the guard was doing his inspection, he tells me that my ticket isn’t valid on the train, baffled I explain to him that it must be as it’s going to the same place, I didn’t book the tickets, so through no fault of my own i’d made a simple mistake, I also said that i’m not taking up anyones seat as i’m in an empty non-reserved seat and was polite about the whole thing. NO No No nO, the little prick wouldn’t have it, his response was, “you have 2 options, either get off at the next stop or pay me £115 to stay on, your ticket is for a later train and not valid on this one” JOBSWORTH!

So i’m sitting there with people looking at me like scum, trying to explain to this guy that really, it don’t make a difference, but he wouldn’t have any of it, he jotted down my seat number and waited in my carriage until the next stop where he then asked me to leave.  So.. i’m now in Grantham, it’s raining, i’m hungry and i’m giving the guard pure screwface as he looks at the floor because he can feel my eyes burning his soul.

The train pulls away, and I come to terms with the fact that i’m stuck in the middle of nowhere for over an hour.  I ask the staff if the town center is nearby and as the lady looks at me like i’m speaking a foreign langauge due to my southern accent, she tells me there is a Morrison’s “5 minute up road”.

I decide as I have some free time, to go look about and get some food, I make it to Morrison’s and get a fry up at the cafe.  It was proper!

I stroll back to the train station with 10 minutes to spare, get myself a coffee and wait for the train, the correct train.  I get seated, stick the i-pod on and travel to London, then everything was relatively simple, by running to St Pancas to catch a train to Gill’s and calling for a lift, saving me a bus journey.

In Gratham, I had some special moments. Gratham has a special place in my heart now.

Grantham:

I even made this video blog [V-Log] of my lovely time in Gratham. Check it.

Anyway, that’s shortest version of my story really, and even though I had a few bumps along the road, It was a great experience that i’m glad I had the chance to… experience.