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NEW PODCAST:- 119 WITH LEWIS BEIGHTON AND DARRYL REID

This week I sat down with Lewis Beighton and Darryl Reid to talk about Summer, the iPhone 7 and the new iOS, Fabric shutting down, Skepta winning the Mercury Prize and more!

Also, if you want to come and guest on my podcast send a message to 'Wickedland Blog' on Facebook or tweet me @Wickedlander.

Don't forget you can download all the old episodes here: www.mediafire.com/#osrccod9oedcg

 

THE WICKEDLAND FLAG IS AT HALF MAST

Yooo you may have noticed that recently I haven't been posting as much to the blog as I would usually do. I've just been particularly busy recently with work and other projects and haven't found time to dedicate to Wickedland. For the first time in a long, long time the flag is at half mast, the status is set to BRB. As soon as things slow back down in other areas of my life I'm going to be right back to posting more regularly and creating the usual content, but for now go back and read the old shit, that shit is timeless and still bangs like watching old episodes of The Simpsons haha

NEW PODCAST: - 118 WITH MARCUS JOSEPH AND BOSTON 'THE ORATOR' WILLIAMS

This weekend I sat down with Marcus Joseph and The Orator. We discuss Keith Vaz, YouTube's policy change, Instagram changes, Carnival weekend, a theory I have, TV, life hacks and more.

Also, if you want to come and guest on my podcast send a message to 'Wickedland Blog' on Facebook or tweet me @Wickedlander.

Don't forget you can download all the old episodes here: www.mediafire.com/#osrccod9oedcg

 

WASTEMAN OF THE WEEK: 062

WASTEMAN OF THE WEEK - DESIIGNER

God he's such an annoying cunt isn't he. More so than the rest of these crap new 'rappers' he represents a shift in culture that I cannot associate with. I just do not understand it. I like some of the new, looser, less talented turn up stuff. Rae Sremmurd do it so well for example, but this guy just needs to go. I can't stand him.

Put his music to one side, that's nothing to do with why he is annoying really. It's him. He's so fucking busy and animated. Like a little twat child with ADHD. It's all gimmicks and very little substance and content. He's shot to super stardom off the back of one huge song and now we've got to put up with this prick pulling faces and dabbing. I hate all rappers that dab. How in my relatively short lifetime has it got to this? Look at his stupid face.

And it's getting worse, that's the thing. He's still in his freshman year, and his quirky little mannerisms and whatever are growing and becoming more and more mental every time he pops up. He needs taking out, i don't want to have to see him ever again.

NEW PODCAST: - 117 WITH OLIVER VICKERS

This weekend I sat down with Olly Vickers to talk about the Olympics, Malia Obama, red flags when it comes to females, AI, Frank Ocean and more.

Also, if you want to come and guest on my podcast send a message to 'Wickedland Blog' on Facebook or tweet me @Wickedlander.

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LEBANON PART 2

Here's part 2 of my blog on my time in Lebanon, covering the last couple of days of the visit.

Any avid reader of this shit will know that I'm a huge McDonalds fan. Eating the illusive Chicken Big Mac has been a genuine life goal for as long as I can remember. I heard they had them in that part of the world, and then when I sorted out my trip to Lebanon it dawned on me that I was actually going to have it.

When I ordered it I couldn't believe it was real. It was actually just in front of me. Like when you book gig tickets and you're finally at the gig.

I ate it, and it was perfect. Everything I wanted it to be and more. It just tasted like a dream. I cannot wait to have another.

Also, shout out the McArabia Chicken. A fantastic accompaniment to a blinding McDonalds.

This is what most of Beirut looks like. Way less built up than down town, the part I was in in the first part of my blog. These photos don't do justice to how sunny it actually was, the sky was clearer than it looks here.

free the dons

an advert for some guns haha

This is one of my favourite photographs I took during my time there.

The following evening we went out on a bike ride with Ace and Michelle. Ace is the DJ in the club Tilley works at and Michelle is his wife. We did this 'Beirut By Bike' thing where you rent bikes and kind of go along this certain route, down the shoreline. It was insane, so many other people doing it weaving in and out of you on their bikes. People everywhere. It was kind of cool. Alllll the way along this stretch of pavement people were posted up with their shisha pipes just people watching and smoking.

Later that evening Ace took us to an authentic Lebanese restaurant. He's Lebanese himself, so he knows the food well! We ordered for us, all the traditional national dishes.

It was meze, similar to what I'd always eat at the Turkish spot, but so different. I was keen to try it because I go to a Lebanese place in Leicester, but it's not really a restaurant, it's a bit more of a fast food place.

We ate so much. We all ate so much and yet we ordered that much we took more away than what we actually ate! I couldn't fit it all in the picture. There was so much nice food, I wouldn't even know where to start telling you about it. It was perfect.

While we ate they dressed the next table along and eventually we moved over. They'd laid out a huge fruit platter for dessert. I look back at these pictures and I feel like I really lived it for a few days haha. 

After the food we went for a couple of drinks and then Ace drove us up into the mountains. We overlooked this cliff where you could see the whole of Beirut. It was so nice, you could see all the lights downtown, and where we just were, and the airport. It was too dark for me to get photos, but it was some view.

We then cruised around in the mountains. Ace was giving us a brief history lesson about Beirut and Lebanon in the 90s, taking us to abandoned buildings. Lebanese are spiritual and superstitious people by nature and he said many believe these buildings are haunted and that. They were horrible. Huuuuge buildings reduced to just a shell from the bombings. They were all in the middle of nowhere too, pitch black, in the dead of the night. It was a special night.

On my last day me and Tilley went to Harîssa, Jounieh, a town about 10 miles from Beirut. We took a cable car up 1,800ft to visit The Shrine of Our Lady of Lebanon.

The view on the way up was craaazyy

The actual statue was a massive Virgin Mary with spiral stairs leading up to it. It was a cool time of year to visit the shrine. Over the weekend Muslims and Christians from all over the country gather in pilgrimage at the statue.

Lebanon's beautiful, man. Seriously, if ever you get the chance to go, just go. Seeing how people live out there it's no different to when I've been to other rural countries, not this war torn, car bombing hot spot everyone in the UK thinks it is. I found peoples patronising warning messages offensive, when I'd seen a lot of the country anyway and knew people that lived nice lives out there. Patronising warning messages from people who had never been, mind haha. Is that not the essence of travel? to go and see new shit you've never seen before?

I think one common theme I've come to realise whenever I travel anywhere is my favourite places tend to be the places people are proud to be from. New York, Bali, Poland all had this in common, and I'd add Lebanon to the list. I think that's part of what made it such a wonderful little trip, everyone who I saw wanted to talk about Lebanon. In four days I feel like I found out so much about the food, the culture, the history and the attitude of how people live there. The country itself is green and lush in places, but then also introverted and 2nd world in others. You'd see what looked to be Paris, the Yorkshire Dales and Syria all in a 5 minute drive.

Also the people I met out there really did there best to fill my trip with so much fun. Everyone was so lovely and even though I was out there meeting a lot of new friends, I felt so at home and welcome. I really did not want to leave. I don't do so well meeting new people these days. I've grown into a miserable, introverted, opinionated, bitter man so I tend to just steer clear of the situation haha. I've met a few people like me over the years and I tend to stick with that lot. But the people I met out there in Lebanon really feel like genuine friends, even though we only spent a few days together. Their hospitality and efforts made my trip what it was, and due to a mad rush to the airport after realising we'd got my flight time wrong I never got the chance to thank them! I'm sure I'll see them again.

I felt all relaxed and peaceful after Lebanon. That was robbed from me between the little shits who sat behind me on my flight (see last weeks Wasteman Of The Week) and this old bloke, using the very simple, basic self scanning passport terminal but fucking it up and holding everyone up. These literally could not be more simple to use.

Thanks for reading!

LEBANON PART 1

Yoooo last week I flew out to Beirut, Lebanon. Before flying out so many people expressed reservations about going on holiday to that part of the world, saying it wouldn't be for them. Good job they're not me then! While I was there I saw there's waaaay more to Lebanon than what you'd think. Here's the first part of my blog on Lebanon!

I was out there visiting my friend Tilley who works as a dancer in Beirut. The first day we were there we went downtown. It looked really like Paris. Every street was door to door with high fashion shops and little cafes.

Some of the architecture was so nice, I was so surprised over how it looked.

Beirut is still in the process of being built up. Wherever you looked there were construction cranes.

The maddest thing about downtown was how from one block to the next the scenery completely changes. From these clean, pristine streets to these abandoned building sites.

While we were just mooching about we chanced upon La Mosquée Mohammad Al-Amin. 

Turns out it was open to visitors and we could go inside for a look. Tilley had to wear a burka off of a rack outside the Mosque. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. When we got inside a guy told her to do it up.

The mosque was so beautiful. The ceiling was so high and everything was clean and ornate. It was near silent. I've not been in a mosque since I was a kid, and it was so nice to see it, especially in a predominately Muslim country.

These photos really don't do justice to how amazing it was. I was stood under the high domed ceiling looking at all the perfect paint work and the structure and I was just amazed thinking that humans made this. Like non of this was here before. From things found on earth this structure was made. That was blowing my mind.

The Lebanese flag depicts the cedar tree. Locals use this wood and carve it for crafts.

We were looking at these ruins for a while, I don't know what they were from. It was mad, you'd walk past sky scrapers and these massive built up buildings and then turn a corner and they'd be a bomb site that was just left there.

A better photo of La Mosquée Mohammad Al-Amin.

The best church there was pretty amazing too. I couldn't really get a good photo of it because this woman was watching me.

Jos a little steak sandwich

I spent the first night we were there in the club that Tilley and her friends worked at. It was a massive open topped club with a massive video screen behind the DJ. Fascinating place to people watch haha. That went well until I got way too drunk.

We went to this place called Garten, this after club. Apparently it's some abandoned bomb shelter or something. I really don't remember much of this haha, it was such a good night.

The taxi drivers were all so mental. The roads are so fucked and they just weave in and out of each other beeping when they're in blind spots and so on. Nobody uses indicators. You pull out when you can and squeeze into the traffic. I was amazed I didn't see an accident while I was out there. Here's one of our taxi drivers having a little dance.

We spent the next day at this pool club. Check this photobomb, the guy backflipping in the background haha. It was so much fun, everyone had been partying all night.

This girl Tash, another one of the dancers had not slept since Friday morning. It was now Sunday night. We were the last ones in the pool club and she was running and jumping through this rubber ring she'd nicked from behind the bar hahahaha

That's all of part one, I'll put another bit up over the next couple of days!