London and Lunch With Labrinth

I don't usually post about my life on this, seeing as it's a music blog and my life is not interesting. But seeing as Tuesday was linked to music and actually quite interesting and there are loads of people that have asked me what went down, I thought I'd blog about it.

In case you haven't noticed I'm still gassed.

Sorry this post comes so late - Wednesday and Thursday I was chucked back down to earth and busy doing real-life-rhea type things which I assure you are not quite as fun as being part of the Odd Child crew for a few hours. It didn't help that Nottingham had the gloomiest day on Wednesday - just to make that smack down to earth sting a little more -_-

But anyway back to Tuesday. Literally getting on our 7:10 coach (yeah you don't wanna know what time I had to set my alarm for) at 7:09:58, we sat at the only seats left at the back of the coach, which I niavely thought were the best seats until I realised they were right next to the toilet with the door that didn't even lock. (You don't wanna know about this experience either)

3 hours later we got off at Marble Arch and from there walked round most of Central London and gave James, the London Virgin, the full tourist experience. Oxford street was naturally the first stop and we (the girls + James' ear) decided to get photoshoot phreshhhhhh in the Topshop photobooth (don't watch me in the top right).

Later the crew split ways when I dragged Sophie along with me to Woodgreen to hit MOSAICA, Labrinth's qwerky?/querky? (basically I mean cool) little restaurant, and sat munching on the nicest bread ever while we waited for Etta, Raf, Labrinth and the rest of the Odd Child team.

I managed not to cry or make myself look like too much of a weirdo which comes as a surprise as you all know I love me some Odd Children (I realise that sounds slightly dodgy after a proof read but you know what I mean so shush innit). All I do is hail my favourite personified oxymoron Etta - the beauty with the purest voice but ratchet lyrics - and her partner in crime Mr Riley - who is hot but, as discovered at the lunch, has a hairy chest which could have potentially lost him a couple of cool points, however I will let him off because:

1. he doesn't give a FFFFFFF-alafel about my opinion so it makes no difference
2.  he provides us with that god damn goodness when he lets loose on what he calls "gangsta beats" and evidently are.

(If you wanna know more about 2 of my favourite ARTists check out my previous posts on 'Inside My Head' and 'Resolve').

So basically yeah it was friggin fandabydosy. The whole team is just as cool as they seem. They made us feel like part of the crew and were just as normal as *enter something normal here because I couldn't think of an effective similie*.

It was an afternoon of nice food in plates bigger than me, crushing Labrinth's hype when I told him the whole Nottingham-Robin-Hood thing just "isn't that deep", laughs, laughing and more laughter, Marc interrogating me about future plans in life, me getting more gassed when Etta said she loved the bracelet I made and wanted one herself and then getting even, more gassed when Etta and Raf took us up to the studio and we got to hear some exclusives from their upcoming EP following from Emergency Room (which you should already be hyped about but I can now confirm you definitely should be!). 

The day was an inspiration - these people were living/working towards their dream and the good energy was present all over the house - #NoSkeptaJustOddChild - and that alone left me a lot to think about. 

I'm really thankful for the experience, not just as a fan, but as someone who has been left in awe of them all. A real and seriously nice guy (Mr Marc Williams who just oozes that big-daddy-gentle-father-figure persona) leading a team of  real and seriously nice people (the artists and the assistants all of which are genuinely lovely and talented individuals).
With even just my slight insight into the type of people they all are, there is no wonder as to why this team already do have, and are going to have even more, success and I'm really happy I can say I have met them and have been a supporter from day one!

After we said our goodbyes, we met up back up with the rest of the guys in Camden and rolled round the markets, had some cwaaarrfee (that's supposed to be Coffee in a NY accent btw) by the canal, got attacked by a pigeon in Victoria Coach Station and hated myself for not being rich enough to avoid the pigeon attack and afford a train home and then loving my life again as I near enough wet myself on the funniest coach ride back with my bubbas.

I'd elaborate on the coach ride back, but I think it's best it's left between us so seeing as there isn't really much else to say here, I'll just leave you a picture of us looking peng :D