
Last night to Soho, for the optimistic and laconic rap stylings of Alex’s brother, Akira the Don. This was really excellent, but like the people who work for the NME, I am not a journalist and cannot adequately describe it. Unlike the people who work for NME, I won’t waste time attempting to. I will, however, permit myself a word on one of the support acts. I seem to be ageing, because I find it very hard to conceal scorn these days. It is not an attractive quality; Matthew Parris identified it as one of his least pleasant, but it's ...