I'm Luke,
(Welcome to a lesson in stating the very fucking obvious)Rule#1: LOSE YOUR HEAD
Things that do it for me:Earth shattering dub bass lines,
Someone making me a cuppa,
B&H Gold - 20 deck,
Gin and juice,
Big dirty sound systems,
The in crowd,
Losing sleep,
Club Murph's (R.I.P - The Spirit Lives On),
The chord change you can feel is coming and the one that rips your dick clean off when it happens.
Great British bands...?
Obviously we're experiencing a damp mouldy stain in the cultural history books. The "nu" dark ages. The Ibiza hangover. The empty hype of another faux rock n roll band. Sponsored by Nokia. The punks burnt out. The hippies faded away. We're left with an addict's shat on version of love, built back up around a core of misconception. Paranoia rules king. Society favours anything over opinion.
And if you see yourself as a bit of a mod since you decided to do your polo shirt up to the top button the other saturday night, I hope you trip up.