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okay let me give you a quik report and some the streets news. mike skinner is in germany at the moment, touring. i planned to meet him and do a videointerview in duisburg, till my grannie decided to throw a birthday bash that day…luckily i could convince raveline magazine of the benefits of a mike skinner interview and traveled to his frankfurt show. not really economical, that trip, i’ll earn 20 E less than the train’s cost me.

guess you see the irony of it all – you might say “has it come too this? dont mug yourself pal, turn the page, its too late to act like a fan”, but we all got out runnins, lets stay positive: geezers need excitement, not the same old things, weak wont become heroes by drinking too much brandy, throw some sharp darts on that dailyroutine, lets push things forward, who dares wins! now who got the funk?^^

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anyways, after 3 hours on the train i waited for the interview watchin football at a betting office. at 0:1 it was about time. the tour manager was a mean mugging skinhead, farting while he talked business. mike was kool, we talked about grime, dubstep, american rap and the techno rap revolution i talk about all day since schakkerhart started. we was pretty much on the same page, if this electro experimenting bullshit is supposed to lead somewhere, you guys better give it some substance or at least creativity.
mikes next album (the last the streets album) is supposed to sound more electronic than everything he did before, so he may be part of 2009s rap on techno movement. he gave props to Rinse and Peter Fox and declared dubstep his favourite for 2008.

after the chat i went back to see dortmund end the game 1:1 and wrote my article at a döner spot while waitin for the concert. -which featured a joke-cracking mike skinner plus live orchestra, his usual “sit down and get up again” games and an audience that was like some (SOME!) of his joints: smooth, intelligent, but too pop-y.