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Twiggy

About Me

im a DJ
Electro - Dubstep - Baseline - Prog House - Grime - Garage
ive played at: punk, proud galleries, SE1, sin, 333, hidden, fire, astoria 2, redstar, corsica studios, amersham arms and nambucca to name a few
ive played alongside some amazing djs/producers;
- pendulum
- trevor nelson
- noisa
- Chase & Status
- kano
- roll deep
- scratch perverts
- mystery jet djs
- hadouken djs
- tinchy stryder
- chase & status
- n dubs
- Mr Ish
- james [onetime]
- calvin harris
- kissy sellout
- DJ Hype
- Rusko
- A1 baseline
- caspa
- benga
- DJ ironik
- Tomb Crew
- audio bullys
- dean tynan
- str8 necklin crew
- niyi
- med damon
- my panda shall fly
sometimes i do this....
for bookings either
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email - [email protected]
my life is all about friends, parties and having fun. i spend most weekends off my face , topless with my skinny jeans falling down. Bouncing off walls

strongbow the breakfast of winners!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

party people

My Blog

he was a legend in his mind

a mad man oppressed by his own creation the masks he wears have variation he was lost between truth and fabrication his self portrait shattered his image tattered and his brains splattered  ...
Posted by on Thu, 17 May 2007 11:41:00 GMT

the poker game

Everyone's secrets and flaws  Hidden behind curtains and closed doors A crumpled smile and a forced wave To scream it out They tell you there fine But you can see it in there eyes It's a pack of...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 13:09:00 GMT

life seems so mixed up of late

Life seems so mixed up of late Out on the weekend im in a state Sit and stare I contemplate Why these pricks think they can take the piss Now im the joke, im the fool These laughing words they are so...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Jan 2007 06:23:00 GMT

drunken poem i wrote on the street of l-stone

A drunken poem I rambled on the street As I skipped and hummed to the libertine beat In my drunken state im not sure why My ears my eyes they began to lie Distorted views they keep me hig...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 21:28:00 GMT

poem

Why do things have to change? Peoples decisions seem so strange Within days its over no real reason why Lay in the corner drink wine and die The torture begins and its self inflicted The pain an...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 10:36:00 GMT

a poem i wrote about new years eve

The eagerness to start the evening To get out of the door Pacing the street like it's a corridor Reach the party happy, ready to have a laugh Off comes the coat and the sexy man scarf(lol) Crack go th...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 00:11:00 GMT