Tuesday, June 28, 2011


Johnny Depp, in town working on Tim Burton's new film Dark Shadows, (if it's not Disney it's Burton) made a surprise appearance on stage with Alice Cooper at the 100 Club on Monday night, playing on legendary Cooper tracks "Eighteen" and "School's Out"/Pink Floyd's "Another Brick In the Wall".

"I think we could use a good player, right?" joked Cooper. "Johnny, this whole movie thing... If it doesn't pan out, join us, okay?"



From BoingBoing: "A little girl dressed as Smurfette attends a promotional event in Mexico City June 25, 2011. Promoters for the film The Smurfs gathered volunteers dressed as Smurfs to take part in a Global Guinness World Record attempt for the most people dressed as Smurfs ever."

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Monday, June 27, 2011


When he's not selling pasta sauce by the case-load or fixing up old cars, Marky Ramone's out on the road with his own Ramones cover band: Marky Ramone's Blitzkrieg. Last night, they blitzed Islington Academy. And with ex-Misfits frontman (and conservative punk) Michale Graves on vocals, it was a real trip down memory lane. A little bit of punk-rock 'n roll history...

One thing that always amazes me about English music fans is no matter how bad the crowd is for the opening act, by the time the headliner's on the place is rammed. The first band, who I can't find any information about online (did I imagine them?) played to about 15 people. The singer did a kind of forced Mick Jagger routine, constantly reminding himself to bend his arm behind his back and impersonate Jagger's famous chicken wing swagger (pout included). The guitarist on his right looked like Nikki Sixx. And the lead guitarist to his left looked like James Iha. Very confusing. Their songs are forgettable rock 'n roll cliches like, "I wanna fuck you so bad it hurts..."

'70s punk 'super group' Bermondsey Joyriders, featuring pimp-looking Garrie Lammin (Cock Sparrer, The Little Roosters) on guitar, Wolverine sideburns-sporting Martin Stacy (Chelsea) on bass and Jeremy Clarkson on drums (what happened to Rat Scabies?) played to way more people. They even had beat poet John Sinclair doing some weird, apocalyptic spoken word narration between songs (apparently they've just completed a concept album with him).

But London fans have it down to a fine art. The second Marky Ramone hit the stage, a fresh stampede of Ramones and Misfits t-shirts burst through the door and, suddenly, the place was packed.

Marky Ramone's set was a non-stop blitz of Ramones classics, from "Rockaway Beach" to "Blitzkrieg Pop". They played everything! Even covers like "Have You Ever Seen the Rain?", from Ramones' 1993 cover album Acid Eaters; "What a Wonderful World" (covered by Joey Ramone on his 2002 solo album Don't Worry About Me); and "R.A.M.O.N.E.S", written by Motorhead in 1991 (later covered by Ramones live and released as a bonus track on their 1995 album
¡Adiós Amigos!).

The young-looking bassist (a clone of the young guitarist on the left side of the stage - where was Claire B?) called out the "1-2-3-4s" and the show didn't stop for a second. Marky Ramone hardly moves at all when he's jamming. His hair looks like a wig glued in place. His eyes watch everything he's hitting. He's a machine. A robot.

He did a few weird-sounding fills to close the show but holy shit, his hi-hat and ride speed is second to none. The dude can jam! The gig's like an endurance marathon for him, his wiry arms hardly moving at all - it's all in the wrist - and his mouth gurning with concentration, like he's coked out of his mind.

When the band left the stage, Graves reappeared with an acoustic guitar and played Misfits' "Fiend Club" for all the skull-clad fiends in the audience. Then he cranked out one of my all time Misfits favourites "Descending Angels", followed by a VH1 Storytellers version of "Saturday Night".

Then Marky and the two clones reappeared and the band cranked out even more Ramones hits. But not before Marky leaned into the mic and said, "Michale Graves, the greatest singer they ever had". The band also played their own singles, "When We Were Angels" and "If and When" - which sound very much like Michale Graves songs with Marky Ramone on drums.

In the end, it's just a pity CJ Ramone and Marky are off doing their own Ramones revival shows. Teaming up and adding CJ to the Blitzkrieg lineup would give the show even more credibility. Although I just read that CJ used to be married to Marky's niece (now divorced) and is currently working on a solo album. Hmm... Still, it was great night. WAY cooler than expected. Damn that Michale Graves can sing (pity about his terrible '90s shitlocks - he looks like Trent Reznor in NIN's "Head Like a Hole" video)...

Marky Ramone photos: Mike Savoia



Fat Wreck

Wyoming punk rockers Teenage Bottlerocket's latest, Mutilate Me, is a pretty difficult EP to review. Basically, it's three songs: one Kody song, one Ray song and a cover of Bad Religion's "Henchman". If you're a fan, your only complaint's gonna be the length: three songs in five minutes!

Kody Templeman's got one of the coolest voices in punk rock. And his backups on the title track almost crosses over into Lawrence Arms Oh! Calcutta! territory. Where vocalists Chris McCaughan and Brendan Kelly stopped taking turns and sang together. Almost! But in the end, it's still very much a Ray song with Kody on the chorus. Joining forces could make things pretty interesting on the next full length?

"Punk House of Horror" is classic Templeman. An instant favourite. Three chord, horror-obsessed pop-punk at its Ramones-inspired best. As usual, the EP was recorded with Bill Stevenson at the Blasting Room and the production sounds like a million bucks slapping you in the face. Nice appetiser, where's the album already?

PS Fat Mike must have loved the artwork...




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Wednesday, June 22, 2011


3 June - 9 July (2011) - The Young Vic

Julian Barratt stars as the crooked Mayor of a backwater Russian town in David Harrower and Richard Jones' zany, 2011 take on Nikolai Gogol's classic 1836 satire The Government Inspector. Allegedly based on an anecdote mentioned to Gogol by Pushkin, the play's set in a one-horse Russian town deep in the country. News spreads that a government inspector's on his way, dressed incognito, to investigate the town and report back to the bigwigs in Saint Petersburg.
In a panic, the Mayor assembles the troops in a last minute attempt to sweep things under the rug...

A stranger from Saint Petersburg checks into the Inn. The Mayor and his corrupt officials assume it must be the dreaded government inspector. Instead, the young outsider is Khlestakov, a dandy civil servant low on luck (and high on something, surely?).
The Mayor rushes to greet him in his best hat and uniform, his ceremonial sword polished and ready to impress. At first, Khlestakov doesn't realise his own good fortune. But soon enough, he's milking it for all it's worth - including helping himself to the Mayor's MILF wife and leggy young daughter.

I went in expecting fake Russian accents. Instead, it's English accents all round. Barratt is deadpan, pained and uncomfortable-looking as The Mayor, Smack the Pony's Doon Mackichan does a good job as his lustful wife and Kyle Soller's completely over the top (at one point he even fell off stage) as opportunistic civil servant Khlestakov. The action's all pretty weird and modern, including two giant rats, pig noses and a weird animal invasion.

The most striking thing about Harrower and Jones' Government Inspector is the surreal, perspective-heavy set design and bizarre, psychedelic lighting. As well as the play's creative use of space and the unusual costumes. The sets were designed by Evening Standard Award-winning set designer
Miriam Buether. And the costumes were put together by Tony Award-nominated costume designer Nicky Gillibrand.

Hunched, wearing a beard and a dirty old vest - the only really Russian-looking of the lot - Barratt does a good job distancing himself from Howard Moon. But every now and again he delivers a line straight out of The Boosh. The rest of the cast were all pretty on form as well - especially woman-playing-a-man Amanda Lawrence as the Postmaster!

The Government Inspector's on at The Young Vic 'til July 9.

Monday, June 20, 2011


Jackass star Ryan Dunn and an unidentified passenger died in a car crash in West Goshen Township, Pennsylvania at 3:00am this morning. According to reports, Dunn tweeted a photo of himself (which has since been removed) drinking with friends a few hours before the crash. According to NBC Philadelphia, the car hit a tree and burst into flames. Gruesomely, their bodies were so burnt Dunn had to be identified by his tattoos and facial hair. Let that be a lesson to you kids, don't drink and drive! RIP Ryan Dunn!

Other than Jackass, Viva La Bam and Homewrecker, Dunn starred in Razzie-worthy films like Jessica Simpson's Blonde Ambition and Bam Margera's Haggard... Dunn was 34.


Tuesday, June 14, 2011


Arctic Monkeys kicked the door down in 2006, exploding around the world as a relatively straightforward, wise-cracking indie rock band. By 2009, they'd ditched the tracksuits and picked up labels like 'psychedelic rock', 'neo-psychedelia' and the always in vogue 'post punk revival'. Suck It And See, the band's fourth full length, while steeped in psychedelic imagery and obscure references to the weather and grizzly bears, marks a return to Arctic Monkeys' more 'classic singer-songwriter' sound. In other words, the best of both worlds.

On second album Favourite Worst Nightmare, a dark cloud rose over Arctic Monkeys. Still, the songs were easy to get into and instantly addictive. Co-produced by Queens of the Stone Age's Josh Homme and longtime Monkeys collaborator James Ford, third album Humbug drifted off on a psychedelic tangent. Frontman Alex Turner grew his hair out, penned acid-trip-sounding lines about propellers and crying lightning and the band posed in sepia-soaked, retro hipster photos wearing Black Sabbath shirts and beards.

Just like Humbug, Suck It and See washes over like a helium-laced balloon... at first. But the more you listen, the more it all starts to make sense and sink it. Eventually, you realise just how good these four Sheffield 20-somethings are at song writing. There's a kind of timeless air to the album (and the band, really). And
damn that Alex Turner's got a way with words. Choice lines this time around include, "Called up to listen to the voice of reason and got the answering machine" and "If you're gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear your comfortable shoes".

Closing track "That's Where You're Wrong" reeks of The Cure and shows that, if they want to, Arctic Monkeys can do simple and beautiful. "Library Pictures" is the album's lone up-tempo track. And overall, as good as it is, there isn't enough "Do Me A Favour" for my liking. The second half of the album's pretty wallowing and could have done with another banger. But the more you listen, the more it grows on you. And as confusing as it was the first time I heard it, "Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've moved Your Chair" is my current favourite.



Lagwagon frontman Joey Cape's one busy dude. And just to prove it, he's started a new band: Joey Cape's Bad Loud.

The lineup includes: Asher Simon (drums), Carl Raether (bass) and Cape (guitar, vocals). And together, they've just released a name-your-price download of reworked Caper originals (promising new material ASAP).

They're not pulling any punches either - the album was recorded at The Blasting Room with Bill Stevenson and mastered by Jason Livermore.

Here to listen to and download the full album.

Straight from the Caper's mouth:

"Here is my new band, 'Bad Loud'. We are working on new material now but, in the meantime, here are new versions of songs from my previous acoustic records that have been given the 'Bad Loud' treatment. Donate what you want. Anything you can give will help us release more music in this same way. Cheers! Joey".


This is insane! Check out the crazy Wampa costume this dude made at home - includes videos of him testing the endoskeleton and other features. I think it might even look better (and more convincing) than the real thing. Star Wars nerds, place your orders now!

Here for It's That Dude's Full Flickr Set: Building A Wampa Costume

Still not done? How about MyWampa.com. That should sort you out, weirdo...

And in case you're retarded...

Thursday, June 9, 2011


Antagonist Records

So legendary Californian punk rockers Face to Face are officially back in action. They flirted with the idea in 2008. 'Til they loaned out bassist Scott Shiflett to The Offspring and Lagwagon and things hit the breaks again. Then they resurfaced in 2010 on the Vans Warped Tour. Laugh Now, Laugh Later is their first full length since 2002's How to Ruin Everything.

The problem with Laugh Now, Laugh Later is consistency. "Should Anything Go Wrong" is an epic, fuel-injected way to kick off an album nine years in the making. And "All For Nothing" and "Blood in the Water" are both bangers - "All for Nothing" especially! But midway through tracks like "The Invisible Hand", "Stopgap", "What You Came For" and Lonesome Dove, cowboy ballad "Under the Wreckage", I was reaching for the Next button.

The weird, Blur-"Song 2"-production on the drums midway through "Stopgap" sounds so random. Like a last minute tweak by an engineer low on ideas. And overall
, if Face to Face had been more selective and cut the 11-track album down to a five or six song EP, Laugh Now, Laugh Later would be pure gold.

Still worth checking out. "All For Nothing" is a modern, pop-punk classic. Anyone else notice how much Trever Keith sounds like Goldfinger's John Feldmann on this album?


Wednesday, June 8, 2011






When Fokofpolisiekar announced their hiatus in 2007, like most fans, I assumed it was a passing phase. I wrote the "coming soon" aKING and Van Coke Kartel flyers and gold-plated matchbooks off as temporary ventures. Something new to tide them over.

Watching Fokof at Clapham Grand, the penny finally dropped. "We’ve been playing the same set for two years", says bassist Wynand Myburgh. "Exactly as it is".

On stage, Fokofpolisiekar still ooze the same intensity: their chemistry’s undeniable. But they sound rusty. Tired, even. Van Coke Kartel, on the other hand, galvanised by the arrival of monster drummer Jason Oosthuizen and shredding lead guitarist Jedd 'Jedi' Kossew, sound better than ever.

"We’re all putting our energies in the other bands. So there’s no one pushing Fokofpolisiekar forward," says guitarist Hunter Kennedy. "We don’t practice and we don’t do soundcheck," adds guitarist Johnny de Ridder.

I caught up with Fokofpolisiekar over a few beers to find out more.

How are you guys enjoying London?

Snake: Basically, we’re trying to stay out of our hostel as much as possible. We ended up drinking in Camden Town. Strolling around…

Mission, mission, mission… London’s definitely different than it was in 2006.

How so?

Less South Africans. Definitely.

And we’re less stoned.

Read the full interview on Channel24.co.za

Wynand: I picked up a gram of coke in the first half an hour of being at the venue.

Thursday, June 2, 2011


Aliens invade London... But instead of a cigar-chomping, virus-uploading, ass-kicking ex-marine they find a bunch of hooded, weed-smoking, council block-dwelling South Londoners. It's an interesting spin on the genre: witty, street-wise, character-driven British comedy meets blockbuster alien invasion flick - without the regular bullshit dose of patriotic American propaganda.

The film was written (and directed) by British comedian Joe Cornish, and the best thing about it's the dialogue. The writing's razor sharp. And little details like, "I just wanna go home, lock the doors and play FIFA", learner driver pizza delivery scooters and low phone credit injects Attack the Block with a hysterical air of authenticity. Also, the characters are just so likable. Even badass, Guy Ritchie-esque London gangster Hi-Hat...

Things take on a murkier, more sinister air when the kids run home to get their weapons - heading out to chase the aliens armed with knives, samurai swords and baseball bats - when you consider what happened to 15-year-old Sofyen Ghailan in 2010. Still, that's not Attack the Block's fault.

Amongst the mostly unknown cast, the film also stars Nick Frost as resident drug dealer Ron and British babe Jodie Whittaker as mugged nurse Sam.
But I'm not going to give any more away. I went in blind and enjoyed every second of it...



I've been listening to Cornwall-based, punk-rock trio Bangers' debut full length Small Pleasures for about a month now. Off and on. But for some reason, it still hasn't sunk in. Live, they're intense. Their songs sound like prickly, battle-worn anthems from the road. On my iPod, it's not quite the same punch in the face.

The music's that perfect blend of pop and energetic, three-piece punk-rock that goes down so well with a beer and a cigarette and shed full of broken dreams. The production's tight, the drumming's great and the bass sounds especially awesome. And songs like "Making Friends" and "Church Street In Ruins" are instant classics - the brief, two man melody at the end of the latter is probably my favourite 10 seconds on the album.

But overall, it feels like something's missing. A certain dynamic. It feels like bassist Andrew Horne should be backing up guitarist and lead vocalist Roo Pescod more. As a result, some songs get a bit stale and two-dimensional halfway through.

Also, trivial rants like "I wish just once I had a bed that didn't squeak" ("Integral Fruits") and "My computer broke down again" ("Geeks and pedophiles") get a bit much. I mean, is it it really worth dedicating a minute and a half of a song to your broken computer? It's like Larry David punk. And the line, "Well thanks a lot Bill, you really got me this time" sounds dated as fuck. Shouldn't it be Steve? Either way, who cares? Turn it off and on again and get over it...

To clarify, I like this band. I just wasn't expecting pretty good, I was expecting awesome.



Legendary Jamaican musician and self-confessed madman Rainford Hugh Perry - better known as Lee 'Scratch' Perry - has been credited with, pretty much, creating reggae music. Either way, the dude played a huge role in the genre's development, popularising reggae and dub music around the world. Perry worked with Bob Marley, producing some of his biggest hits. He's also worked with Junior Murvin, The Wailers, The Clash and Beastie Boys. And in the '70s, in his heyday, working from home out of his own Black Ark Studios, Perry's supposed to have produced up to 20 songs a week! Not bad for someone blazed out of his skull.

Narrated by Benicio Del Toro, The Upsetter's showing around America 'til June.



Wednesday, June 1, 2011


Fokofpolisiekar (fuck off police car) exploded on the South African music scene in 2003. At the time, most local bands were still singing in fake American accents. And the idea of an Afrikaans punk rock band was almost too ridiculous to conceive. Even the band members shielded the idea as a joke at first. Just in case they were laughed out of town. But South Africa stood up and took notice. And Fokofpolisiekar's poetic, angst-fuelled lyrics and explosive live shows spread around the country like wild fire. The band’s slick marketing and international quality music videos ignited the South African alternative music industry, raising standards, pushing boundaries and racking up awards.

But more than anything, Fokofpolisiekar’s an old-fashioned rock band. Sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll. And along the way, Christians were offended, death threats were made, arms were broken.

Last Friday, Fokofpolisiekar played Clapham Grand in South London. On Saturday they played Bitterzoet in Amsterdam. Frontman Francois Van Coke and bassist Wynand Myburgh brought their new (by comparison) band Van Coke Kartel along for the ride. I caught up with the pair before Van Coke's show at Aardvark last Wednesday.

You guys are from a punk rock background, singing in English, what made you decide to start an Afrikaans punk band?

Francois: It was always a joke when we were in English bands. We were always like, “Fuck it, we’re going to start an Afrikaans band”.
But there was definitely a real vibe behind the joke as well. It seemed ridiculous. But deep down, we wanted to do something... There was Afrikaans rock already. But there was no Afrikaans punk rock. The original idea was very pop, very Green Day, very three chords. Then it became Fokofpolisiekar.

Do you remember the first time one of you mentioned the band name?

Me and Wynand were driving to Somerset West one day. I was driving Wynand’s car. Someone pulled in front of us and I said, “Fok of familie motor” (fuck off family car). We thought, “Fuck, that’s a cool name”. So we called Hunter (Kennedy - guitars, lyrics) and said we’ve got a name for this band we’re gonna start. Next time we saw him he said, “What’s the band’s name again, Fokofpolisiekar?”
And we thought, “That sounds befok” (fucking cool).

What’s life on the road like these days? Mellower, or are you still the same hell-raising Satanists at heart?

We’re trying our best not to be hell-raising Satanists but every now and then...
: Fuck, it just happens. It’s a continuous battle with our addictions. That’s what it is.

You’re also playing Amsterdam, is that just an excuse for a party or have you got quite a big following over there?

I think Amsterdam’s actually going to be the reason we’re here.
From the social media, it seems like there’s more South Africans there at the moment. The Fokof doccie was screened there. We’ve been there before So...

Van Coke Kartel’s playing as well. Is this VCK’s first international tour?

No, we played a show in Buenos Aires.
But Jason (Oosthuizen) our drummer’s never left South Africa before. Now he’s eating vetkoek (Afrikaans pastry) here at Aardvark. He’s fucked up for life.

Both your London shows are at South African venues to South African fans living in London. Weren’t you tempted to test the waters a little more? Play some London venues with London bands? Check out what the London music scene has to offer?

With Fokof, no. The idea was play to South Africans.

Like a safe bet?

Ja, with Van Coke Kartel we talked about it.
But nothing really happened in our favour.

What’s up with that video of your drummer Snake with a broken arm? Is it a fake?

I just hope everyone realises it’s fake.
It's some promotional clip for the new aKING (Snake's other band) video or something.

Didn’t it drag up any hectic memories, considering he actually did break his arm jumping out of the tour van once?

We were at the SAMAs (South African Music Awards). We saw the clip and immediately phoned Snake. But Snake would have let us know if his arm was broken. We saw Merwe (Marchand le Roux - designer/friend) in the clip. So we phoned Merwe and he said no, it’s for a music video or whatever. We also got a bit of a shock. We totally thought it was possible.

Did it look kind of like how it looked the first, real time?

It did actually.
We thought, “Shit, Snake did something fucked up again”.

You’ve just brought out a new book, what’s it all about?

Our documentary came out a few years ago. Then Annie (Klopper) approached us and said they want to write a biography, are we keen? So we thought, “Let’s go for it, authorised vibes”. Annie did her thesis on Afrikaans rock and Fokofpolisiekar.
The lyrics mostly.

What was it like putting the book together, digging through the past again for what must feel like the millionth time?

It was bizarre.
It’s quite weird. Annie knew more about our history than we did.
She met up with Johnny (De Ridder - guitar) and Snake. Then she would meet up with me and Frannie. Then she would meet up with Hunter by himself. So then she’d ask us a question and go, “Actually, Hunter said this...” And we were like, “Fok, ja. That’s what happened”. So she put the puzzle together like that.

Have you read the book?

Ja, we read it before it came out.
We censored it a bit. She put in a lot of stuff about drugs.
We just said cocaine should become drugs. Cocaine sounds offensive to my mother.
It just felt like she put it all in to shock a bit.
We’d rather say drugs and let people make up their own minds.

What if they think heroin?

Ah, we don’t mind what they think. We’re still alive...

So the word cocaine doesn’t appear in the book at all?

Not once. I said rather put in rocks or crack or something like that.

What’s the most controversial thing in the book?

Fuck, I don’t know.
I actually forgot something I said. My mom read the book. And apparently, at the first Fokof show, I told the crowd they’re better than God. I think when my mother read that it sent a shiver up her spine.

Speaking of controversy, there’s an upside down cross on your website. Does that mean you’re anti religion?

Tradition, religion, all of that...

Does that come from your religious backgrounds?

I don’t know how it happened. Now I’m a complete atheist. Don’t believe in anything. I wouldn’t even consider a 12 step program, just because the word God's in there. That’s how little I believe in anything.
We kind of went through that charismatic Christian phase just before we started Fokofpolisiekar.

How does the book compare to the Fly On the Wall documentary? Which one offers a better insight into the world of Fokofpolisiekar?

That’s why we were so eager to get involved. We had kind of a bad experience with Fly On the Wall, handing authority over to someone else like that. When the time came to change stuff, they said, “No no, you guys said we can do what we want”.
They said, “We’re making our movie”.
And that was the original agreement we had. So when Annie came around, she knew we didn’t agree with everything in the movie and how it was put together.

When was the last time either of you really offended someone?

Francois offended Die Antwoord. Waddy (Ninja) asked Francois, “Are you with us or against us?” And you answered...
I don’t know... It’s a long story.
Ja, but he offended Waddy. Then he offended Jason at the SAMAs.
He puked in my bed!
No, I didn’t do that...
He slapped the video camera out of my hand...
I was that embarrassing Francois that I become sometimes. But I don’t mean to offend...

For more on the band, check out www.fokofpolisiekar.co.za


So... Green Lantern was the talk of London Comic Con last weekend. Thor posters are all over the Underground. The Green Hornet’s been and gone. The new Captain America film’s due out in July. X-Men: First Class posters went up last week. And comic fans everywhere are already salivating over the 2012 version of The Avengers – due out not-soon-enough, right? So everyone hoping that the superhero fad might die out in 2004 with Halle Berry’s version of Catwoman (or even in 2007, when Nicolas Cage had a go at Ghost Rider) is shit out of luck. This fad’s not going anywhere! But wait, there’s a silver lining: over-priced, life-sized movie replicas! Oh yes...

First on the menu, Thor’s mighty hammer! Which will set you back $75 from 80stees.com and includes a “pleather grip wrapping over a metal handle” - because synthetic leather was all the rage back in Asgard. The hammer also boasts a “high shine gloss finish” (doubling as a blood-caked vanity mirror) and measures over 20 inches in length. Still, it's not the size of your hammer...

Here for more (Don't Panic Online): includes Kevin Smith's Shit Demon, Marty McFly's cap and more...


I get to Bortusk’s playground just as the rain starts to fall. An Oompa Loompa let’s me in through the main gate and guides me across the psychedelic courtyard. I take shelter under the peppermint trees and wait for my maniacal host to arrive. The walls are lined with weird, nu-rave creatures; a colourful assortment of monsters and mismatched porcelain dolls, watching through beady, fluorescent eyes as I wait for their master...

Chatting to London street artist Bortusk Leer, staring at his cut-here and barcode wrist tattoos, I get the impression that, first and foremost, this work exists to make Bortusk laugh. He’s like the Patch Adams of street art, swapping black rats for psychedelic, nu-rave pigeons. Showing people it’s okay to act silly and take pleasure in the little things. That life's not all black and white political satire with a side helping of misery.

This month, ‘til June 26, Bortusk’s first solo show Bortusk Took a Trip is on at Tony’s Gallery, Shoreditch. I spoke to him over a cup of coffee to find out more.

The Tony’s Gallery write up on your talk this Saturday says, “Listen to the logic behind the madness and understand why Bortusk Leer creates the work he does”. So for those that can’t make it, give us some insight?

Cor, that’s an interesting one to come out with. I didn’t write that. The reason I got into outsider style, naïve art is... when I was doing my foundation years at college, I used to help my old ceramics teacher teach special needs kids. And I just loved the way they worked. The freedom. I like that instant, child-like way of making things. I try to paint like a five year old. I think that’s the best way to describe it.

Here for the full interview (Don't Panic Online)