Quick note about Mavin Records + Solar Plexus album free download.

↑This is Mavin Records, the new record label created by Don Jazzy. The label features former members of the Mo Hits Records: Don Jazzy, Wande Coal, D’ Prince, and Dr Sid as well as Tiwa Savage who recently featured Don Jazzy on her track “Without my heart” and starred in Dr Sid’s “Over the moon” video, she was previously signed on to Flytime Promotions. They released a new album today the 8^th of May titled “Solar Plexus” which you can download for free here..

Ashley Young looks good in training

Here is Ashley Young training for 2012 Olympics diving.

Does D'banj have a confession?

I’m sure by now everyone has seen D’banj’s Oliver Twist video but I don’t know if anyone noticed some weird stuff in it. Well I did, first it was the part where a bunch of jewelry is shown. If you take a closer look at those items you’ll notice the pendant is actually a ripped-off head of Jesus, and also a pyramid-shaped ring (the pyramid and a certain ‘ring man’ are both regarded as being symbolic of the Illuminati). What I didn’t quite understand was the scene that came next, with D’banj and an animated Holy Mary, D’banj stares at Mary awkwardly while she doesn’t look at him but smiles slightly. Apart from all these he also makes a gesture which may have something to do with the Don Jazzy saga, when the audio of the clip plays “I know you like D’banj and you like Don Jazzy” he says “I know you like D’banj...” then shuts his mouth and folds his arms. There’s still a lot to look out for from D’banj, maybe he really has a confession. Here is a link to the  video

Webb United

Howard Webb is a moron! He should be ashamed of himself but he’s not, and why not?... because he’s a moron!!! He might as well just wear a Manchester United shirt so we know what side he’s on. I’m sure if he was black he would have been fired (from his job, and literally with a gun), but they always let it slide... jolly old England, now I know why people hate the British. Red devils hmm... I always knew there was something fishy about that name

What's wrong with this soldier?

Real Alien

I saw a f**kin alien today!! I know nobody will believe this, but seriously I did. For the record I’ll have you know that it was totally different from the way the media portrayed aliens, it did not have a big head with huge eyes, neither was it short like a dwarf or anything. It was about average height... say 5’11. It had a head like a motorcycle helmet, you know with the glass and everything... and round fists like a boxing glove (all its other features were human). For an alien its dress sense was quite impressive, it wore what I thought was skinny jeans at first but I later found it was made from a leathery fabric (but skinny though) – and a t-shirt on which was written “Party Time!”. I can’t tell you where I met it because that has now become classified information or “strictly confidential” as the SSS (State Security Service or some sh*t like that) officer put it, but what I can tell you however is the conversation I had with the alien. The conversation went something like this:

Me: Haaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alien: Dude stop screaming, you’re giving me a headache.

Me: You speak English.

Alien: Sure.

Me: How come?

Alien: I took an English course in my planet.

Me: What planet?

Alien: Jupiter.

Me: And the t-shirt?

Alien: Yeah I found it somewhere, I actually wore something we call klarntz but I had to change because of the weather.

Me: Who are you?

Alien: I’m 287100998721FW, we don’t use names, we use codes and stuff.

Me: So what are you doing here?

Alien: It’s illegal to come to earth; I came because I was dared by my peepz

Me: So... now what?

Alien: I need to use your computer.

Me: Computer, why?

Alien: You know, to check my email and stuff.

Me: I’m not connected to the [interrupted]

Alien: Internet? No problem I’ll just use this [brings out a flat device with a USB plug]

       After using the internet, the alien copied some of my files (mostly mp3 songs and videos) to the USB device. Then suddenly the so-called SSS officers came and escorted the alien to an unknown location, but not before one of them bribed me with some cash which I umm rejected because of my dignity (of course I took the money!!!, screw dignity!) even though I didn’t quite get what the bribe was for.

Some stuff that happened....

So I’m walking down the street.... splash!! splash!! splash! splash! it starts to rain immediately unannounced, lucky my wrist watch is water resistant ‘cuz it’s my favourite one. Music blazing in my head-phones creates a nice atmosphere (you know, with the rain and everything), I think I should do this more often. It was like a whole new world entirely, people on the streets for some reason seemed to be screaming my name, “am I some kind of celebrity now or what?” I think. So I turn down the volume of the music to find that they were actually trying to let me know that I was almost run over by a car. So the driver, a young lady, say... ’bout 29, comes to apologise. To me it’s not a problem. But before you start complaining about female drivers, let me just say this, if you don’t like the way women drive then get off the side-walks! ...I make it down to the Fans’ Arena, a place where football (or soccer if you are American) fans (mostly the broke-ass one’s including me LOL!) gather to watch their favourite teams. I prefer to refer to it as football like other sensible people, because, I mean they play a game with their feet, they call it soccer ...then they play a game with their HANDS, they call it football, stupid Americans!. Have a few chats here and there with the regular street thugs and hooligans who make up the majority of people at the place, after that I sit back and watch the usual bragging and arguments which regularly take place. The match of the day was between Chelsea, my favourite team, and Liverpool. My team eventually loses in a 2 – 1 loss at the end of the day even though we were this __close to getting a draw, thanks to the sloppiness of a certain man called Mikel and not to forget his partner in stupidity, Malouda. Damn you Mikel!! Damn you Malouda!! And the coach who put them on the pitch guess what, damn you too!!! I get home, watch a lil’ TV, surf the net.... And off to the place where anything can happen... dream land.