Wednesday, 19 April 2017


Ayyyy we back with some more Wickedland. I've been so slack with the posts recently, but there is more stuff on the way so stay locked!

This is a real topboy juice, man. There's one bossman shop near mine that sells it. I guess it's Italian given FABAGELLO make it. It's fucking bright pink and every bit as delicious as you'd think it is.

Why just wear a little of Aquascutum when you really really love it? do the hat AND the scarf and you better get some trousers too to really stunt on the gram.

I made a massive ratatouille for the first time a couple weeks back. It was really nice but felt like it was missing something, even after adding a couple of bits and cooking it some more. In the end I chucked in some meatballs I had and it was the bollocks in it's final form. It kind of annoyed me; I set out to make a delicious veggie dish and as soon as I added meat it completely snapped. I love veggies, I really do but they always feel so much more wholesome when you let them dance with meat.

Big fucking Niall Quinn going on SHOW in the near seat. Picked up the exclusive new drop from Wellgosh and jumped on Super Sunday to shock the haters. Check out the shoe


Mad stuff going on at The Curve. No idea lads

More hot shit from the kitchen. Back slow cooking like I never stopped, this is a spicy sausage stew with loads of veggies. The second time I cooked this and it was so nice again if I say so myself.

Are you lot still using your phone on the train without making preparations for the weather outside??? Hahaha ok. By the way it's 2017??? Us real ones are just wrapping up the blackberry in a plastic bag because there might be many, many babes that need messaging at any one time. Catch up dickhead

Shout out to this don inside the Beastwang warehouse party. Where his peers are wearing any dead, second hand Adidas sweater that you would have never wore THEN lot alone now, my guy keeps it simple with a T shirt showing the cover of one of the most important gangster rap albums of the early 00s. When I asked him for a photo and enthused about his T shirt I got the impression he was oblivious to what he was wearing. Maybe he was on drugs. Maybe he wondered why this weird old man wanted a photo of him.

Quick paint down Morses for the opening of the Bring The Paint festival. Search it on Facebook to find out a little more about it, a really exciting graffiti festival that's gonna be taking over Leicester in the summer.

I've not been eating so much fast food recently. Finally decided I'm definitely gonna get real fat if I carry on like this, so I've made the smallest changes possible. So I treat myself to my first McDonalds in maybe 4 or 5 weeks and when I get there some U18s rave has just kicked everyone out and McDonalds was completely rancid and packed. The annoying thing was as well I had to wait ages to get my order because all these little divs were all getting their McFlurrys and whatever else.

Went for the Spicy from that signature range they do. It was kinda shit, second one I've had and I wasn't massively impressed with either.


This was the mothers day situation. Very serious stuff taking place.

Plate looking all mad and that

This fella was just having himself a little sit down on a sofa in the middle of the street. This was about 9:45 on Belvoir St on a Wednesday. No idea. He seemed happy.

We had a particularly nice Beastwang Munch for the break during our radio show. Myself and Nico bring each other stuff in to eat and this was the haul a couple weeks back. If you see those Vimto jelly beans cop on sight, they're so nice.

Shout out to these too. Had a pack of them and they're so satisfying.

Because I've been trying to eat better recently I've been cooking loads more. He's a little something I whipped. Mainly food today. Happy Easter!

Sunday, 9 April 2017


I've been working on this beat over the last week or so. Decided to chop it up with an old Jay Z favourite of mine. I'm hoping to do a few more of these remixes, maybe put them all out for the Summer. Loads of new music coming soon.


Got a cracking little spot at my new flat for when the sun is out. I did a couple bits today whilst watching the football in the mirror.

Monday, 3 April 2017

Tuesday, 28 March 2017



I've took to talking about movies every week during mine and Nico's radio show as we broadcast on Facebook live. A friend of mine commented on the feed and recommended this to me. I don't know how it had gone under my radar previously, but it completely had. Andrew Garfield was cast as the lead. He's been good value for a while now, one of Hollywoods brighter new stars. Mel Gibson also directed the movie.

The film is pretty much a biopic of Desmond Doss's early life and service to the Army during WWII. His wikipedia page explains his heroics best: After distinguishing himself in the Battle of Okinawa, he became the first conscientious objector to receive the Medal of Honour for actions above and beyond the call of duty. He is also the only conscientious objector to receive the medal during World War II.

Now I didn't know what a 'conscientious objector' was. Apparently it is 'an individual who has claimed the right to refuse to perform military service on the grounds of freedom of thought, conscience, or religion.' In this case Doss exercised his right not to have anything to do with firearms, from basic training right through to holding one on the battle field. He aspired to be a medic with the ethos that he was going to serve his country but aim to save his countrymen's lives rather than take others. As you can imagine that didn't go down so smoothly with fellow servicemen and superiors in the 1940s and the film shows his struggle during his training. It's safe to say his platoon and superiors make it very clear how they felt about his defiance.

The film was completely gripping. Not only was it fascinating to look at the life of this interesting man, but it had all the elements a good war film should have. In places it was brutal, bleak and heavy looking at the role of a medic on the front line, as well as thought provoking and dark when exploring Desmond's complex relationship with his abusive father and which incidents in his younger life lead up to him refusing to bear arms. His father features heavily through out as a drunk, abusive ex serviceman. An interesting look into the mindset of your typical American 920s/40s husband and father. All of the main characters were thick with dimensions and seemed real. They were not in the story to serve one purpose, you seen a few different sides of each of them.

When the soldiers arrive on the front line around halfway through the movie they're met with the bleak reality of war. They're heading into the fog stepping over rotting bodies and limbs as rats scuttle about. Stuff I've never really seen in a war movie before but stuff that obviously gets seen on the front line. It was gory and didn't hide anything. The battle scenes are harrowing and intense, fast and frantic. As ever with the best war movies mind is paid to the mental health and the mindset of the platoon making for some really interesting scenes. There are scenes of complete chaos when Japanese soldiers appear through the smoke and a hand to hand battle takes place. It looked fucking scary.

The crunch gets crunchier when Desmond stays behind alone after an air strike and the withdrawal of what's left of his platoon. with what his wife describes best as 'pride and stubbornness' he works through the night tirelessly rescuing wounded soldiers and lowering them to safety down a cliff to the barracks. This really happened, he saved 75 men that night. This guys spirit is insane and they did a real good job translating it on the big screen.

The film was flawless up until the final battle scene where it all gets a bit action-movie-esque for my taste. Halfway through a scene Doss is swatting away a grenade with one hand as he volleys another back at the Japanese. I guess when making a WWII movie you have to tickle the bollocks of the veterans who will inevitably watch it, but in that instance it went from a far fetched but true tale of one mans heroics for his fellow man to a vapid Hollywood action movie that happens to be based on a true story. While I wish they never put that scene in I couldn't help but think it might be a nod to the traditional war movie style. Cinematically the film was superb, but the (surely intentionally) obvious use of green screen at times struck me as another nod to the traditional style. I'm left undecided but given how good the rest of the film was I can't see that there would be this one stinking scene in there for no reason.

All in all it was a great watch that I didn't know much about going in but thoroughly enjoyed. Hacksaw Ridge is a welcome late edition to the never ending 'greatest war movie of all time' royal rumble style discussion. It covered all the aspects you'd expect it to and still told a really remarkable story. A nice touch was a cut to archive footage of interviews and tributes of and to Desmond Doss. If you've not watched the movie, do. If you have, read his wikipedia page here.

Tuesday, 21 March 2017


Sally Nixon is an illustrator from Arkansas, US. I stumbled across her Instagram page the other day and fell in love with her style. Nice and graphic but she's got a real knack for pattern making. Her attention to detail is awesome too, every single little thing she draws is so full of detail. I hope you can enjoy her work too!

These are just a few of my favourite bits she's done but there's so many more to view on her Instagram and buy from her Etsy.

Tuesday, 14 March 2017


Yoooooo a little long time off, been a busy boy recently but here is some new Wickedland for you lot. I hope you're all well!

So Cadbury's are doing two flavours of the Egg & Spoon. Choco and Oreo. I think it's safe to say which one the public prefer haha. Rightly so, the Oreo ones are fucking divine.

I bought these hat strap things for my door, they have like little hooks on that you hang hats on. Pretty fucking nifty right? They work a treat, v happy with the purchase.

Mad stuff. London for the weekend.

I kind of envy this bloke having his little tupperware tub of nuts for the commute. Nice simple little snack for himself, healthy, light, lovely. Same way I think that's such a dead snack man. That's just dead. Rubbish. Shit.

This crep is a lot of effort isn't it. I slip my trainers off at the end of some days and think boy, my feet hurt, that's an uncomfortable days worth of wearing shoes. I think the commitment towards being a goth is unparalleled. Like you have to put so much into it, there's really no days off. it's like when you'll see the blokes in the big leather jackets in the summer. I wonder if they're thinking yeaaah yeah fucking everyone knows I'm a proper goth.

Won £20 in the casino with Jamie on Roulette. 20 big ones. 20 sheets. A purple note. Big money baby, don't look directly at it, you might get blinded. Very serious gambling going on here mate, get out of here. Don't worry about it just know we getting big money on this side baby.

Went out boozing round Soho with this rabble

Chin up mate. Look at my amazing car. Sorry your life is shit and you've not got nice things like my flash fucking car but chin up mate

We went to watch Dulwich Hamlet FC against Macclesfield Town in the FA Trophy on the Saturday.

The ground was pretty cool. We'd heard it was meant to be a right laugh down there and it really was. Despite it being the coldest place on earth.

Jamie got himself a little Dulwich Hamlet hat.

They went 2-0 after about 10 minutes but brought it back to 2-2 in what ended up being a really sick game. Tickets were only a tenner as well haha.

That's us lot at the back. Like you care. Like you can even see us anyway. I could literally just say anything here.

Jamie's glasses make him look like that mental surgeon bloke who used to dissect dead people on Channel 4. Looking back that was all a bit weird wasn't it.

We went to this grill place in Brixton Village to eat. I got this half chicken as I always do. I've never been more pissed off I didn't get ribs in my life.

Jamie's girlfriend Rosie and her friend Natalie cooked us this mexican feast on the Sunday. It was so unreal. Enchiladas and Fajitas and all sorts of other good bits.

I returned to misery, paying good money to watch Liverpool throw their season away at the King Power. It was my first match day down there since working there on a commission over summer. It was amazing to see it buzzing full of people thinking loads of them would have seen my work.

It was the first game after Ranieri had been sacked and everyone lit up their phones in tribute to him. It was a real nice touch.

I dream of a place called Pasta Shake. Pasta Shake is going to be a subway style lunchtime £5 bite, where you select what pasta you'd like, what sauce, what veg and meat and so on. 5 different size boxes and tray baked pasta. Seen as the pasta game is on ten anyway I thought lemme flip the script on them and try my hand at a pasta bake. Basically long story short Pasta Shack is gonna be nuts.

Tazmyn's laptop fit perfectly into this little bit in the bottom of this upside down chair. What a beautiful sight.

Oiiii there's a laundrette in the block I live in and there's beef haha. I love a note, especially a printed out one. I wanna write on it. Might write on it.

More time if I'm with Teeps I'm creeping, staying low

Had a nice little commissioned bit of work in Sophbeck aka Sub8Ten. It really got on my lungs down there haha.

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