When he wasn’t famous. the Streets was one of the great white rappers. But by the last album, 2008’s Everything Is Borrowed, with paeanes to his late dad and feeling good with God, the man had completely lost the plot.
Apparently he hasn’t found it.
Here is Skinner discussing his new album: “I read a thing once, where some travel writing legend said the secret to travelling is that whatever displeasing situation you encounter upon, you can always make yourself more comfortable. Find a nicer angle in your seat, put your head near a breezy window, or put on an extra pair of socks on. And it does work. In the past year, I’ve amassed a prodigious amount of vintage valvery in the workhouse. Hundreds of valves in a soundproofed room. And you start to get side effects similar to the main function of a sauna. I always used to have my comfort down as secondary to the engineering of sound; it started to get silly though. It was like trying to make beats in the engine room of a Merchant Navy ship. So I called in the sales titss and stumped for a dose of refrigeration. And there lies my point. It’s amazing how a stable temperature of 23 degrees C has affected my music, my life and art. I urge you make yourself comfortable.”
I saw once where if a girl plays with her hair it means she is secretly keen.
Six years ago is a long time and I am now officially depressed.