I learnt a thing recently. The thing is as follows: MacDonald's will not let you have a Happy Meal after 11 at night. They've got all the various bits there, they just won't put one together for you. It's an active choice they've made, that there will be no late night happiness at MacDonald's.
By the sound of their name Northern Hostility should be the sort of nasty little pikeys the right wing press are currently soiling themselves about, a group of unpleasant spalpeens (look it up) running around putting knives into the elderly. All in all, not a very happy group of lads.
Actually they seem a fairly amiable bunch. Also, there are fucking loads of them. According to their myspace they are a collective of 17 mcs, 8 producers and 4 djs. They come across a bit like the Liberty X to Blazin' Squad's Hear'Say, they're not as pretty, but you get the impression that they may have a personality or two between them, and maybe even be capable of original thought.
Despite not nearly being able to fit on the stage at the Fav they were pretty good, doing that distinctively UK kind of hip hop you get from guys like Skinnyman, Mark B and Blade and fellow Leeds boy Kid Acne, and they talked in Yorkshire accents between songs, which is always funny., and one of their tracks contains the priceless line: "We get your attention like a pair of fake tits". For that I can only praise them.
New Bohemia is a lovely place where lovely people play lovely music to other lovely people. Tonight's lovely person in chief was Mr Danny Breaks, the rave pioneer (as 'Sonz of a Loop Da Loop Era') turned drum and bass pioneer turned hip hop experimentalist, turned actual proper legend. Recently he's done a (storming) collaboration on Mr Scruff's new album. Mr Scruff is a pretty good reference point for Danny Breaks, they both favour quality hip hop and share a love for a prize winning marrow of a bassline.
Just as Danny Breaks was getting into the swing of things, we were joined by some very special visitors. A delegation from the North Yorkshire constabulary paid the lovely people a visit, lured in by the splendidly wobbly bass line of Danny's track 'the jellyfish'. More numerous even than Northern Hostility, they sidled in, sealed perimeters, dispatched a posse in the direction of the toilets then just stood around for a bit. Then they left.
Either they quickly realised the futility of attempting a 'Dirty Disco' style drug bust or they were imposters, a stunt set up by Northern Hostility to make them seem a bit more edgy and gangsta. Perhaps we will never know. Or care. In conclusion, go to New Bohemia, it's great. Much better than MacDonald's.