Young Mighty, or Mighty4aaahhReason is a rapper, producer, and vocalist, who hails from the westside of Chicago, Illinois. Better known by his stage name Young Mighty, his music paints a picture of a troubled past and rough upbringing. Losing his father at a young age due to gun violence, Mighty found himself by turning to the music. Despite the odds, Mighty chose to fight for what he believed in and pursued his education by enrolling in the prestigious school of arts at Tiffin University. Honing his craft, the problem child turned his pain into purpose. Releasing hit singles like “Distance” and “I Can”, and triplet of extended plays. Mighty is gearing up for the release of his fourth EP, “Sounds You’ve Never Heard B4”

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A raucous blend of atomic blues rock and arty garage punk--The Sideshow Tragedy sounds like Led Zeppelin would sound if they were the Velvet Underground. 2014 is shaping up to be a big year for the band: they are currently finishing up their fifth LP, recorded at Old Soul Studios in New York and produced by Kenny Siegal(Chris Whitley,Langhorne Slim, Joseph Arthur). They have been touring the South and Northeast steadily this year as well, and are gearing up for their second European tour in the Fall.

Press:
"For anybody who likes the idea of the Black Keys but finds them impossibly tame, the Sideshow Tragedy will not disappoint: they are the real deal. If dark twisted surreal country blues is your thing, this will hook you up for the duration. Frontman/guitarist Nathan Singleton took the entire blues dictionary, distilled it, lined it up down the bar and then did shots of it until he had the whole thing in his system. It’s like the Gun Club, but more raw, or like Dylan at his most haphazard and interesting."--New York Music Daily (http://newyorkmusicdaily.wordpress.com/2013/05/page/2/)

"With equal parts poetry, grit, and screech, The Sideshow Tragedy sounds a bit like a punk band resurrected at some dusty crossroads. Listen closely and a train chugs and whistles along in the background, a lonely measure of distance."--Taos News

"Persona finds the band hitting its stride, with production and backing from members of Austin funk outfit T-Bird & the Breaks...balances Nathan Singleton's rumbling vocal tremble with guitar licks fitting for both a dark club or a back porch."--The Austin Chronicle

"If you like rock and roll you're in for a treat."--The Bay Bridged, San Francisco Area Indie Music

"The Sideshow Tragedy perform with so much verve and energy that words will not fairly describe it."--littlerocklivemusic.net

"(The band's)talent is undeniable, if you have ears, but their style is harsh as well as beautiful, like the Clash and Lead Belly at the same time. Nothing like it on the radio today, when even the rock bands are polished with a computer till all evidence of a human hand is erased. Give me my music with all the scars, sweat and sweet fuckups that mean more than all the perfect ones and zeros ever will."-Guy Forsyth



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Born & raised to Kenyan parents in Atlanta, GA. Needless to say, Attitude the Dude has seen many different walks of life. This bleeds out into his style of music which reaches the old and young, commercial and conscious, male and female, and many different cultures in between. "I talk of things that I know the average person anywhere can relate to."

Attitude the Dude found himself leaving American soil, and trading it for the African sun for a period of 6 years when he was a teen. "Growing up in Atlanta, and having entrepreneur parents, I had alot of time to myself and friends, I didn't always use it positively, and found myself being seeked by authorities. So instead of going to jail, I bounced. Let them come get me in Africa. A 2 month vacation became a lifestyle overhaul. I stayed in Africa for 1 1/2 years before I came back to Atl again." 

Having been touched by the immense passion and talent he witnessed while living in Nairobi, Kenya, Attitude returned to America to get a foot in the door in the rap arena. Equipped with a fresh style, and fierce flow, Attitude has recreated not only himself, but the music that he does. 

So how many times you were told the shortest distance between two points is a straight line? Well, there are some exceptions...

PROFANS shows empirically -with their hard riffs and kicks- that the mid point of the shortest distance between Detroit and Australia is Granada, breaking loud, hard and clearly the known principles of geometry.

PROFANS is a lung breathing the toxic smoke from the Stooges, Radio Birdman, Rowland S. Howard o Gun Club and expiring attitude and manners -no doubt about the age benefit- with the experience of years getting practiced in dozen of bands, records released, stages played, feeding this antipodean concept in a both ways sense: The opposite point of the hackneyed “made in Granada” sound and also proclaiming Australia as their spiritual hometown.

PROFANS is blood, passion, nocturnity and proximity, all performed with good arts, no hidden intention, real deal. 

"It is not an art statement" Jeffrey Lee Pierce said once…

It began in .... Plastic People

2nd Drop Records officially started in the womb like environs of Plastic People in London at a legendary dubstep and grime night called FWD>>. As regulars and best friends, labels owners Mark Gurney and James Bliss had been soaking up the vibes from the small, but formative dubstep scene, championed by Youngsta and co, since 2005. It was here that they formed their love of bass music, but also the key relationships with the as yet unknown future stars - throwing gun fingers with Ramadanman front left, raising lighters with Oneman, chatting to Skream, Benga, Distance and Rusko at the bar. 

Foundation times

But before 2nd Drop was formed,
James was making DIY effects units called the Dub-Box and Mark was guiding a bunch of young people in a dingy basement in Lewisham in the art of putting out records with his youth programme Live Recordings. Their final signing was a young star called Jamie Woon, and his first single Wayfaring Stranger with a now legendary Burial remix (that has sparked further collaboration between the two). Sadly the project had to close, but from it's ashes came a new beginning. 

2nd Drop's first release came about almost by accident. After hearing Skream play Ramadanman's version of Good Feelin on Rinse FM, and learning that he was thinking about giving it away for free, the label said it was too good just to give away and would he like to do a 12"? He agreed. And enthralled by his unique, post-tribal take on dubstep, Mark sent him the parts to Jamie Woon's Wayfaring Stranger and The Woon was born. Two tracks that sound more relevant in 2011 than ever before, a sound truly ahead of its time.

Networks and dubplates

Further friendships created at FWD and DMZ, on the Dubstep Forum and cutting dubplates and mastering at Transition saw the label release music from burgeoning talent like Rusko, Clouds, LD, Sully, JKenzo and LV as well as key remixes from Untold, Fantastic Mr Fox and Falty DL. 

New blood

After a quiet 2010, the label has seen a renewed vigour in 2011, the support team has swelled with the addition of two new members to the artwork and scouting team in Ralph Solly and Marshal Darling. The label now has a 6 strong DJ team alongside Mark (Markle), James (JBliss), Ralph (Acronym) and Marshal (Martial) with DB and Rich Martin adding further experience and record collection depth to the crew. 

They have popped their video cherry, creating a music video with the uber talented LV on the Explode EP; a fortuitous international collaboration with Oxford's folktastic genius Message To Bears and the golden tones of Zaki Ibrahim from South Africa, which included a bevy of awesome remixes from the massively underrated DjRUM, ex-Attica Blues and Blacktronica honcho Charlie Dark and the mysterious LV associate Mothy. 

At the centre... 

Mark and James also have a strong interest in art and design, which they express through commissioning new and established illustrators and artists to produce bespoke artwork for the vinyl centre labels. They went one step further with release 008 where they asked Mat Pringle to create and screen print the cover by hand. Now an in demand collectors item. The label continues to work with Remi Rough, Uiu, Will Scobie, Matt Taylor, Verbal Picks and Mat Pringle, and have recently collaborated with Will Barras supplying music to a live art film. 

Synchronised 

With a rich an varied catalogue, the label has been able sync keys songs to a variety of brands and projects from Nike and NSPCC to Skunkfunk. Alongside been compiled on a range of albums from Gold Panda and Maya Jane Cole's DJ Kicks, Soul Jazz's Steppahs Delight and Dubstep Allstars 7. 

And with forthcoming albums, singles and remixes from DjRUM, Gerry Read, Youandewan, Distal, Pedestrian, and Tessela things are looking good for 2nd Drop. 

www.2nddroprecords.com

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Gigs: 

26 January: Heroes, Camden 7pm. THE RETURN OF GIGS!

24 November: Launch of Thank You, My Dog EP; George Orwell Tavern (Essex Road) w/No Colour, Frog Morris, and Great Men plus special performances by Paul Haworth and an exotic film screening. Video teaser (expect this and much more, homie(s)): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sg4jJ0YVow

17 November: Blag Club (Notting Hill Gate) (acoustical)

15 November: Monto Water Rats (Kings Cross) w/Sweet Sweet Lies

13 November: Start the Bus (Bristol, UK) w/Jeff the Brotherhood (video below):
http://blip.tv/yourmusic-productions/13-11-11-at-start-the-bus-motherhood-pt-1-5738117

8 November: The Good Ship (Kilburn)

29 October, The Enterprise (Chalk Farms/Camden)CANCELLED FOR SOME UNKNOWABLE REASON

20 October: St. Paul's

15 September 2011: Book Launch Partnership Friary Road House: 

Just to announce that the increasingly legendary South London Publishing House Friary Road House and Motherhood are working together to draw attention to FRH's latest almighty poetry anthology: "noetpy"--doing my best to mimic the cyrillic orthography of the journal with Roman letters. 

Among the amazing writers included are Bobby Dowler, Vincent Clay and the incomparable Alexander Nemser 

Motherhood is including a free CD complete with artwork/lyrics sheet and a lovingly crafted personal message with copies of "noetpy". If you'd like a copy of the anthology, just email us here and we'll get it out to you. The collection is £6 plus postage. 


9 August, 2011, Buffalo Bar (video of "Punk for Life/Punk for Death")

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZR1xr3U5Flo


17 August, 2011, Good Ship (Kilburn) 8pm.ish.

in the meantime, a pseud0-bandifest0 for downpressing grourmandisers who recreate the punk club of their youth in Vegas:
 
			Motherhood Manifestations 

The markets reject sleep. The European vortex howls outside. Null and void, full of economic rationalisations, the confrontation of the past, with the bad dream. Horrible, misplaceable freedom is dancing in the cappuccino froth. The sea monster roils beneath, scrapings from the drama are reconfigured and sold back via satellite packages and living room sets. Daily anthracite inhalings, arctic seepage, briefly, heavenly forgotten poisons are inhaled in spas; back in style. Turn every page, hoping that the last newspaper will disintegrate before dawn. Listen to every plane and helicopter as it passes, chopping its way into deeper darknesses. Which will be the day it chops for you? An X-Factor Saturday?

Primordial scouring of the ideologies is producing nothing, writers blocs and idiolecterns for the worst. It’s fun to drag flags through teargas and watch the club descend into hazy double vision. Dog runs are breeding, rats and hocus-pocus are breaking teeth on the gates of Vienna in the dream of an extraordinarily stupid ape.  Tune in for the carcass videos, and the fright-faces of the masters and their press secretaries, securities and exchanges are commissioned, call me a fledgling, I’m fledging my allegiance to the only thing I’ve ever loved: hiss and noise and total disobedience. 
Nostalgia for air raid sirens, motility of borders, the old fashioned in-and-down-and-out. Common enemies proliferate in the auto-recessional and in the mildew towers. Jubilee year came and went without any jubilation. The securitisation of the cathedral seat also came and petered out. Enter the venerable mosque paranoia, the soul on icicles and icecap retreat. I’m feeling the stoppage of the genre, the inevitable every day slowing of the thermo-haline deregulation. Aristocrats love Aristaeus, written on papyrus, buying copies of Frieze and The Big Takeover, reading until fingers bleed and consciousness manifests itself as something greater than a fashionable malady. Inside the mouth organ, inside the portcullis, David Foster Wallace fell out of race for rattiness, what does the aerial surveillance tell? The coconut and tear ice cream is melting on the sidewalk, suck the spoon until all the goodness goes out. After dinner mincing, supply lines are tight, the fear of a dark future looms on a black planet, that there won’t be enough black blood to keep the tanks and caterpillars humming. Harmony is a kind of conspiracy. 

 Down at Lourdes, various accidental members of the human race accrue. Dive into the illustrious illusions, accidental interpretations accrue. The kids of yesterday become the eternal kids of today, the calumny of the 1970s is being rerun, nurturing the harrow of the 1980s, homogenising the milk of the 1990s, which is lead, sleepwalking, in a financialised sleeping bag called the 2000s. We’ve counted up to slaughterhouse six now, preparing to unleash our special brand of mistake on everything, Klingons, giraffes, the noble presence gone absent since something like the Edwardian age, the pointless in-between. 

Tear gas for tear masks, hobo jamborees erupted from the nothingness in the wake of the RNC Welcoming Committee and the media flare gun pointed at its heart. Credit line lassos evoked Buffalo Bill et al. defunct. The zero radiates and pulls the unhappy constant of the present into one piece. No one has a freedom pass any more for the freedom bus. Neal Cassidy and Ginsberg are rotting beneath the Stealer’s Wheel licensing fees and T-Shirt assassins gathered at the foyer. Welcome to the industry, kid(z). 

Gone commando, the night before I enlisted, I decided to drink that beer and enlist the jizz goggles and all that entails. I peered into the future for long enough to realise that all the world is a stage and all in it are soundmen/soundwomen waiting for Gyges and the Lychees to take the stage, to emerge from the cave and give us a round of ring-around-the-warhead before departing on the private hell-jet to nowhere, to play a gig for Ilham Aliev and companies—Spoek Mathambo on percussion. Before they left, I stole the set list which contained Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall’s recipe for rock’n’roll rebellion: push a button and nothing drips out. As soon as an idea bubbles over it is frozen by the coolness of the advertising avant-garde. Sob if you will, ideally on to a plate of bone china porcelain with intellectual property rights, to be projected on the Jumbotron. Farewell, moon. 
Flowers and allergies, and rhapsody can be imported. Punching a hole in the romantic outlaw is a fine way to pass through time. Camelot was a lie before it became a legend, now there’s only the Barbary pirates’ radio station brought to you by supermarkets and monks retreating down the demand curve, obsessed with giving something back to the no ones and antibodies.  As soon as you feel it, you can buy it because someone felt you while you were feeling it. 

All manifestations are the reification of irrelevance. How can the present be different from the past when the past is sitting there drunk and passed out on the couch with a dick drawn on its cheek and “Obama 2012” written on its shin-bone?  A loop, as they say, is a loop, is a loop is a wolf is a woolf is an allegiance to a particular place and time and estimate of bohemian credibility. You feel strangely attached to it, but still want to see it ruptured and its guts spilling on the ground. 
Sooner or later someone asks you to stand outside yourself and make a long list of plausible things to reject:


 				Bullet Point/Going Ballistics 
--Art is a strawberry jar effect followed by a strawberry fields effect.
--Art is a long haired dude effect (black T-shirt with oozy writing optional).
--Art is a cleansing of the synaptic cleft.
--Art is a Tom Petty and the Heartbroken effect.
 		--Art is a sustained love for that which can and does destroy you effect.
 		--Art is a modality of crapulence effect.
 --Art is an I didn’t do it and he throws up his hands; I was only robbin’ the  register, I hope ya understand effect. 
 		--Art is a subsidiary of the cigar effect. 
 		--Art is a worst left to the professionals effect. 

This is the day of the fetishising of the lunatic. Donks have touched everything. One sunny afternoon, irony vomited misogyny into its present form; no amount of hate is too volatile to be commodified. Rock’n’roll was born as a paisley camera, and a floating signifier after a shipwreck, as a cartoon starring Savonarola, micro-fish mircosoflty melting in an endless desert of the unreal, annealing in the endless descant that is glass, from the friction of its own masturbation. 

Today donuts are rock’n’roll. Rock’n’roll is as much of a ritual as the sex it parodies. But rock’n’roll is a mistake worth repeating. Rock’n’roll is the bellhop for hip-hop. Rock’n’roll is a designer balaclava. Rock’n’roll is an allusion to the Battle of Sevastopol made on Rue Sebastopol. Rock’n’roll is sodomy with a cigar. Rock’n’roll is the plosive and the fricative in history.  Rock’n’roll is a pig destined for Serrano ham. 

Q: What makes a band start pyres? 
A: Paranoia about 19-year-olds not going broke to feed the bonobo dairy farm in your backyard. 

Self indulgence leads to cultural gout—were you too gently raised to feast upon yourself, Bajazeth?  Rock’n’roll is the machine without the ghost. It runs all night and only scares itself. Rock’n’roll needs a good schism. 

Type powerlessness into search engines: there’s an image of a bar-back in a band. Turn the lights out once a generation and watch everyone eating their young in the narcolepsy of cheap holidays: express the same hopeless, powerless, shamelessness in a different city with a language barrier and, fatally, the barrier persists when you wake up, unaware how you got home, as you thread the passersby in the streets. Caring becomes a subculture, compassion a mode of assassination of the political discourse as permitted and mitigated. Leaving water in the desert of the real is understood by the barbarians who created it to be the act of greatest infamy.  Criminalising humanity will be the final test and expression of professional credibility. 
Long shadows of power stretch back into the dark ages and create strange topologies. The Creature from the Black Lagoon was a communist, same as aliens and virons of various stripes are stand-ins for Orientalist spiders in the present. We end up, sooner or later, on one side of the glass partition, where the past and the future stand staring each other in the face in blind terror as plastic reinforcement lends greater flexibility and licensing the blind thrashing continue without fear of splinters. 

Nothing so beautiful as glass breaking, nothing so beautiful as the silence of sarcophagi, nothing so beautiful as the mound built of love sloping and exhaling beside you, nothing so beautiful as money exposed to daylight. All children will be trained in business suits and graduate into permanent retirement. The fortunate sonneteers who learn the corporate bleat fluently-fruitlessly will man the pilotless reconnaissance reapers, telling us what we think of ourselves and providing the subject matter for photorealist meditations on the distance between post-democracy and desire. 
In the next life (more or less), we will write poetry that is easy to understand and be invited to the White House Press Dinner so that we can shake hands with our own hubris and timidity. Gideon hisself will read the Bible to the taxidermist who immortalised Rocky Raccoon. The discussion will centre on the pleasures of watching yourself evanesce without disturbing the galaxy or, more referentially, the universe, and the pleasures of dealing yourself out of the fun and games and into the chain gang. 

Sooner or later, the permanent disorder pays off. The heavy hands blunder in to a Fashoda Incident by for and of the cameras, expect any faces you see to be dispersed like cherry blossoms as soon as they appear, in transit to the cherry moon. Come on, you wilderness enthusiasts, come on, you wolf children with wolf shoulders who name your bands after wolves. Come on, you up-and-comers. Come on, you down-and-goers. Come on, you fuckwads and fucksticks, and fuckwits. Lets meet in the utterly ruined roses, the pansy-dotted flunky city farms. Come on, last bad ideas! Let’s meet in the fragment of the frangipani future bequeathed to us. Let’s have our table talk, our autumnal folk flutter, our embrace before the wings close over us. If one person can change, lots of people can transmogrify. Don’t you dream of a bike basement made out of rosewood and lover-fuckdom? Of a woodland compound and the song of deliquescing nymphs in the shower? Of punks falling into your reflection in the black water of home? No? 

excess = success = excressence.

Rock on, dog.  




	As a person I like to think of myself as confident but not a jerk. I’m a very humble man. I understand that there’s a time to give and be loving and understanding. I also believe in standing up for what I believe and not being walked on. I’m always there for my friends and loved ones. I don’t run from adversity. I care what people think of me because I believe in being the best man I can be, even though sometimes that seems out of reach for me. I want people who come across me to think “hey what a cool guy”. It’s not about attention for me (well maybe a little). It’s about the importance of ones own honor and respect for those around him.
What makes me stronger: I was raised by a single mother. Watched her get hurt many times. Made me believe how important it is to treat a woman/man right. My mother also taught me how to have inner strength and not to get walked on. I’m also Gay and it’s made me understand just how fickle society is. I’m a TRUE to the core person about who I am and what I want. I’ve had to overcome some shitty things in life and in doing so it’s made me a much stronger man. I am a very hard working dedicated person and I live life to it’s fullest. I laugh often and am very optimistic. I think my smile is contagious..I enjoy helping others more than anything else. I would put everything I’m doing on hold if someone I know needed help with anything at all. I have family on the east coast, west coast. I have been somewhat distance from my family for a little over 9 years. For some good reason's and then some not so good just dumb ones. I have a great, maybe sarcastic, sense of humor (some would say disturbing). My humor is along the lines of Simpsons, Reno 911, Chevy Chase, Naked Gun, Seinfeld, stuff like that. I enjoy making people laugh. I am intelligent and can carry on meaningful conversations. I care about other people’s feelings. . . . . . When I’m with someone special I like being spontaneous, adventurous, romantic, surprising them with little gestures, sensual, playful, and basically having that type of fun you see two people who just met in the movies having! Someone to laugh with, hang out with, be spontaneous with, and have fun with! I’m looking for someone who has similar qualities and desires someone who they can connect with . . . . . . I feel there has to be mutual physical attraction for there to be good chemistry between two people. So being fit and having good looks are important, as well as sensuality and affection. . . . . . Having some similar interests helps–some things I enjoy are fine dining, walking at the beach at night, going dancing, watching movies including foreign films, travelling, going snowboarding, going on day trips to local attractions, having romantic nights at home, cuddling, and basically having a blast together. . . . . .


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