Contain and Control

Hive Twilight City Event One featured the combined musical ministrations of infamous 'Dude of Yore' Jah Wobble, cruise line bartender and sound artist Philip Jeck and Borg percussionist Jaki 'Oh alright Hans' Liebeziet. Bringing a whole new dimension to the art of stage theatrics, namely that well known dimension 'One', the three groovers conjured up a series of narcoleptic riddims that had the crowd beard-stroking fit to bust. The Bug then cranked it up a dark n' dubby notch with the help of Warrior Queen; though the fire alarm accompaniment could possibly have been avoided, along with the endless tedious rewinds. Master Shackleton closed out the night with his distinctive brand of grimeordial landscapes, then it was all back to the loft for a Strcprstskrzkrk mega-mix.

A brisk walk along Crosby Beach the next afternoon, helped to jump-start the cerebral jelly; nothing like a hundred cast iron Gormleys staring blankly out to sea to give you a lift. 'Be kind, Rewind' happened in the evening, tho Gondry's unfortunate descent into touchy feely community hugginess left an unnecessarily cloying taste in our gobs (tho that may well have been the salt n' vinegar popcorn/M&M's combo.) The news of Bootle's mould shame was the final straw for me and I fled Liverpool as fast as the pendolino could carry me.

Thanks very much to the Phat Black and Cruiser for perfect hosting duties and a lorra larfs. Bring on event two!

B