Badboy events promotion & production collective. Bringing the party to the South West from 2014 til infinity. Regular nights in Bristol & Bath. 

Catch us building and running festival stages all over the UK with the nattiest of lineups. Proud parents of 'WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS' at Boomtown Fair. Get in contact for any collabs - see FB page below for more info.

RaggaJungle Drum and Bass 

Labels : JungleXpeditions (ca) / ZnootPoch (fr) / AstroFonik (fr) / Jungle Alliance (uk) / Break Koast (sp)

Influences : dnb / ragga / jungle / reggae / dub / hiphop

Live acts & productions




London/Brighton/Cambridge collective Contact Play have been educating audiences all over Europe for the past two years, from sun drenched Croatian festivals to busking on the streets of Amsterdam. Now, caving to rabid public demand they have committed the best of their repertoire to Champion Fraff, a deep ’n’ seedy homage to late nights, romance and exotic pastries. 

They are often safe. They rinse out tunes a bit but mainly juice continental fruits using juicers. They are a menace. They have a soggy album dripping in rinse, which you may buy! 

The 18-track odyssey stars the vocal talents of Jam Baxter, Dirty Dike, Mr. Key, Ronnie Bosh and Ed Scissor tongue, in conjunction with the warmly seductive production skills of Twomanysteps, Mr. Constant and Kerem Fraiche. Named after the most terrifying phase of Micro Machines, CP formed in London and slithered to Brighton, assimilating a slew of new talent along the way. Ruthlessly terrorising the nightlife up and down the country, they have forged an enduring reputation and devoted fanbase. To date they have played alongside any British rapper capable of constructing a worthwhile sentence, as well as established US stars like Necro and De La Soul. 

Champion Fraff takes you on a journey through moods and atmospheres. From the innocent exuberance of the self titled Contact Play, to the tanked-up sleaze of Juicing and the woe of Falling Innit, CP display an emotional range equivalent to fifty Fifty Cents. Tongues are firmly wedged in cheeks throughout, allowing abstract fantasy, “you can use my tunes to shave your stupid face” to coexist with sharply observed bleakness, “we’re all great friends til the dawn breaks”. For rinsing tunes without the grating ego, Champion Fraff is the best British rap album in years.

“Hazy drug induced head crack... bringing the entertainment back to the forefront for real” – Disorda, www.suspect-packages.com

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