This section is for anyone trawling through the internet. We are constantly inspired by various factors, so this will be an occasional blog (if you can call it that) on topics that have either caught our eyes, or that are close to our hearts.
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Joel Rhule-Samuel, aka Mubo, aka Mr.Science is an English DJ, producer and mic-man.
Hailing from Croydon, and the product of a musical family, his production career started off in 2009, under the name of Mr.Science. Joel dived head first into the Drum & Bass culture and has been on countless billings up and down the country. His residency at liquid night Overflow (Leeds) highlights his musical versatility, performing alongside the likes of Calibre & DRS, dBridge, Seba, Randall & Lenzman (to name a few).
A move to Leeds in 2012 saw the birth of Mubo, and with a new alias came a new genre of music, and a very different production style. From hard hitting basslines to dance floor movers, Mubo’s talent has been evident for anyone who has seen him either DJ to a crowd, or hear his tunes.
2015 saw Joel’s first album ‘Phase One’ released, and the production has not slowed since then. Despite a few notable set backs, the consistency of work that has been delivered over recent times is a credit to the man, who has had some of his tracks being described as “some of the best dance music I’ve heard in ages” and being hailed “talented beyond his years”.
For any dance music lovers, check out Mubo on a few different platforms, and definitely be sure to check him out if you are to see him at future events. If you want an idea of the kind of music you’ll catch him playing, “Flavours inc” is a running podcast series hosted by the man himself.
Listen to Joel’s regular podcast here: https://m.mixcloud.com/flavoursinc/
A personal favourite of ours- Patterns and shapes. Listen here:https://m.soundcloud.com/mubomusicuk/patterns-and-shapes1
& if you’re more DnB inclined:https://soundcloud.com/mrsciencedj
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Recently located at the Dig Brew, PENDA is at the forefront of the Birmingham music & underground scene.
Making their debut almost 2 years ago, the aim of bringing people together for a good time with good music, has appealed to people from all over the country and beyond. I was never dubious about the type of parrty PENDA would be, but I didnt set my level of expectation as high as I should’ve done. If you are a new-comer to the Penda party, you can expect a proper, agreeable atmosphere.
As well being an excellent breeding ground for talented, home grown DJs, it also attracts some sought after artists, with the likes of Josef, Gene on Earth, Digby & Gwenan recently gracing the decks. Match those names with the solid core of residents (Elliott, The Darrs, Bunny, Cam) then party goers can expect a serious array of music during the course of the day/night.
The aforementioned music, and how well it is received is a testament to the PENDA team; their carefully curated selection of DJs, alongside the weight of the sound systems used has led to the events growth in recent times. Vinyl sets give people a chance to hear raw, rare selections, accentuating the passion and authenticity that is behind the party.
You’ll struggle to go thirsty at the Dig Brew either, and the successful collaboration has resulted in a PENDA beer on tap.
As a personal recommendation, PENDA is a good bet for anyone that enjoys proper night out. Spanning Techno, Breakbeat, House, Electro, and with cameos of Dubstep, Disco and Garage, we’re yet to witness an even half empty DigBrew dance floor.
Their 2nd Birthday is fast approaching, and there are plans in place to make their biggest party yet…
Have a look for yourself;
@PENDA – Facebook
2nd Birthday – https://www.facebook.com/events/1009972229167302/?ti=ia
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“When Cyrille joined the Albion, there was no fanfare, no media scrum, just an acceptance amongst fans that it was ‘worth giving him a go’.
Within a matter of days after his debut in the cup against Rotherham, followed by an explosive entry into the first division at home to Middlesbrough, that mild interest had turned into high excitement.
There were two factors that drew so much attention to the man signed from non-league Hayes; Cyrille’s obvious ability, and his equally obvious colour.
Black footballers were subjected to constant moronic abuse, but were unable to confront the cowardly calls directly.
Regis felt, first hand, the brunt of the abuse and the effects it could have on not just a player, but a person. With the help of Cyrille’s demeanour, both on and off the pitch, the Black footballer fought back to shame mindless mob into silence…
Cyrille was a great footballer, strong, athletic, and a tremendous goal scorer. He was also a great person. Affable, fun loving and strong minded. What better way to make the abusers choke on their words but for the Black player they baited, to be crashing in shots, thundering in headers, setting up wins in the face of this barrage of hatred; and then celebrating with his team mates and thousands of adoring fans. He had helped to prove that there was, and is no place for bigotry in sport, or life in general.
Along with his Black team mates, Regis was at the forefront of a wave of outrage at the racist abuse being thrown at all non-white players. It is to his eternal credit that he carried his responsibility with such humility and class. A true professional, and not only a pioneer for Black players in football, but a role model for everyone.”
RIP Cyrille Regis. (1958-2017)
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“The reason I don’t celebrate? It is my job to score goals. When a postman delivers a letter through the door, he doesn’t celebrate.” This was the view of the once notorious Mario Balotelli.
Personally, I feel as though you can take this comment one of two ways. Firstly, I understand where the man is coming from, in a literal sense. It doesn’t occur to us mere mortals; but football is actually a job for some people. Like a genuine 9-5 is for a large portion of the public. Take footballers like Benoit Assou-Ekotto. He made it very clear throughout his whole career that football was never the end goal for him, he just happened to be really good at it. In fact, he didn’t get on with his ‘9-5’ so much he waited for the right time and sacked it off, to pursue a different career. Benoit was to try his luck as a film star (an adult one).
On the other hand, a postman doesn’t have 30,000+ thousand die hards relying on what you do.
Back to Mr.Balotelli. The ‘why always me’ man was often subject to abuse, based on his care-free, often careless attitude. This didn’t just stay within football, it spilled over seamlessly into his personal life, with people waiting on his next move, whatever he did. For example, one of his more tame stunts, leaving his camouflage Lamborghini on the middle of the pavement on the middle of Manchester. Did he genuinely think nobody could see it ? Only he knows. Either way, this was one of a series of actions that had half of the public hating the man, and the other 50% gagging for more.
A cult hero at Manchester City, as stated in his own song, Balotelli had a key role in setting up *that* Aguero goal to win them the title; taking the ball on and finding the Argentine to secure their first Premier league title and snatch it from under the nose of their illustrious neighbours.
It’s common knowledge that everyone loves a maverick, and behind most mavericks there’s a back story. The man self titled MB-45 didn’t just pluck this careless attitude out of thin air. Born in Palermo, in 1990, Mario Barwuah lived with his biological parents until the age of 3, when he was placed in foster care & adopted by Silvia & Francesco Balotelli.
Growing up in Italy in the 90’s, he was often on the end of racial abuse from others growing up around him, and a young Balotelli had to endure racism on and off the pitch, with many Italian natives calling for him to not play for the national side. Balotelli responded to the calls of the mindless mob by saying “I am Italian, I feel Italian, and I will forever play for the Italian National team”. The mental toughness of the man is something that cannot be overlooked, when week in, week out he would be goaded from the Serie A terraces. That must’ve made the countless goals that little bit sweeter, I’d guess.
Even in 2018, the battle against racism has not been won, and Balotelli was the topic of a racist banner held up by a minority of Italian fans in a recent game against Saudi Arabia. There were talks, prior to the game, that Balotelli would receive the captains armband if Captain Bonucci were to be substituted. This prompted a small section of fans to hold up a banner stating that “their captain has Italian blood”. Balotelli claimed that him taking the armband would be a signal against racism in Italy, and responded to the sign bearing bigots by saying “its 2018 guys, wake up!”
His playing career has been illustrious, even with the occasional blip that has marred the general image of the man. He was part of the Champions League winning Inter Milan team in 2010. The glory that winning the Champions League comes with often plasters over the cracks of the campaign itself, and for Mario, the competition wasn’t all 3-0 wins and braces. Quoted in an interview, boss-at-the-time Jose Mourinho had this gem of a story;
“I could write a book of 200 pages of my two years at Inter with Mario, but the book would not be a drama – it would be a comedy,” the current Manchester United manager, who told the story during his spell with Real Madrid, said.
“I remember one time when we went to play Kazan in the Champions League. In that match I had all my strikers injured. No Diego Milito, no Samuel Eto’o, I was really in trouble and Mario was the only one.
“Mario got a yellow card in minute 42 or 43, so when I got to the dressing room at half-time I spend about 14 minutes of the 15 speaking only to Mario.
“I said to him: ‘Mario, I cannot change you, I have no strikers on the bench, so don’t touch anybody and play only with the ball. If we lose the ball no reaction. If someone provokes you, no reaction, if the referee makes a mistake, no reaction. Mario – please”.
Needless to say, in the 46th minute, there was a reaction, and Balotelli received a red card. I can’t quite fathom what was going through Jose’s mind at that current moment, but Mourinho, at least now, can laugh about the ordeal, and has confessed that he had the most fun trying to manage the ‘unmanageable’ Mario Balotelli.
As much as any one person may love him, Mario (I feel as if we’re on first name terms now, being paragraph 8 and all) had points in his career where he didn’t actually help himself, regardless of whether or not he thought he was. Let’s take his time at Inter again, where after a bust up with a few team mates & manager (Mourinho), Balotelli publicly sported an AC shirt on an Italian talk show. Maverick or not, this was never going going to go down well with the Internazionale faithful. But maybe this was all in God’s (or Mario’s) plan, as he was later signed by AC and received a great reception from staff and Rossoneri fans alike, with the Vice President claiming that it was a “dream signing”.
Now plying his trade in France, the story of Mario Balotelli is an eye catcher. A man like marmite.
We like him.
If you’re not sure about him, or if you’re none the wiser about his antics, here are some of our favourite stunts he’s pulled in the past
• When his brother was still in Italy, he and Mario Balotelli were stopped for trespassing at an Italian prison.Their fascination with the women’s jail led them to ‘just going in’ having seen that the gates were open.
• Mario Balotelli was fined £100,000 for throwing darts at Manchester City youth players. Later, when asked, he claimed to only do this because he was bored.
• The night before the Manchester Derby, Balotteli and his friends managed to set the Italian’s house on fire. Although he was unhurt, Mancini & a lot of the public were left astounded. Ironically, after this, he quickly came back as a spokesman for a fireworks safety campaign.
Take those as you will.
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“Premier League games are completely sold out and fans of all ages are frustrated by a lack of atmosphere. Supporters can’t do what their predecessors did and just go and stand with like-minded fans on the terrace. That’s definitely what’s happening in the Premiership and other clubs at the moment.”
More often than not, throughout the course of a footballing season, you’ll find that it’s the away section of fans that are making the lions share of noise in England’s all-seater stadiums. This is not the case at South London’s Selhurst Park. A lot of this is down to the Palace Ultras, The Holmesdale Fanatics.
If you are unfamiliar with the name, HF05 are a united block of Ultras, who have re-installed an atmosphere that genuine football fans can relate to. Whether it’s the older generation, recalling being stood on the terraces, or the younger generations, who have had memories of rowdy atmospheres growing up. Armed with drums, banners and scarves, The HF provide a positive but hostile environment for their beloved Palace to thrive in. it has been described as a continental approach, where 90 minutes of noise is the norm.
The work of the HF is good for football, but how it is now being received is a strange phenom. Having spent the past 20 years ejecting fans for standing, and generally trying to pacify the passionate footballing public, it appears that people at the top of the English Footballing hierarchy are finally coming around to the idea that after all, football games need an atmosphere, with the crowd being the ones that can provide this.
The atmosphere at Selhurst is undeniable, and in previous years, you would be hard pressed to not notice the section of fans, clad in all-black, stationed in Block B. However the renowned ambience in the stadium has not come without paying a price. Feeling they’d outgrown their space in the bottom corner of the stadium, the HF proposed a move into a more central space in the stadium, behind the goal. This was met with both approval and rejection, as the club asked season ticket holders to give their regular seats up for a seat elsewhere, and got rejected. This had lead to a temporary postponement of HF activity, until their dispute could be settled.
Understandably, some fans were aggrieved about the fact that the group that are quintessential to the buzz around Selhurst Park were to be absent for the season;
“Lets be honest, its going to be f**king grim. When we’re 2-0 down to Wolves in the pissing rain, wheres the noise going to come from?”
Obviously, on the other hand, the HF will have had to deal with comments from fans, long-standing or new, that disagree with what the Fanatics stand for. Commenting on a forum, one fan bid good riddance to the HF and “they’re big noisy drum”, after the disagreement, a thought that was agreed with by a few other fans, who, it seems, have an issue with decent ground atmosphere. I can imagine these people are they type that don’t enjoy a last minute equaliser off the back of a team that have been spurred on by an intense spell of pressure that has been built up by the fans, as much as the team. I can’t, however, imagine these would be the types of people you’d be the first to ring at half 10 on a Saturday night when you get an invite to a party.
The HF lifted the Selhurst Park atmosphere, to the envy of the country. Like or loathe Palace, and the HF for that matter, there is no denying that they’ve managed to produce a semblance that is unlike most others in the UK, at this current time.
The Holmesdale fanatics’ support, and their social influence has not gone unnoticed by the powers-that-be at Palace, with the Chairman hailing the HF as being a ‘crucial part’ of the Selhurst Park atmosphere. Having a solid core, and an ever growing following, the Block B corner is often the first place people look when Palace are either on MOTD, or when they’re games are televised. With this exposure to the mainstream, the HF have staged many protests; ranging from the rage against “Premier Greed” in terms of ticket prices for football matches, to affiliation with a successful last ditch attempt to save iconic London nightclub, Fabric.
A fantastic asset to the club, it is clear that the HF have inspired others since their birth in 2005. The players, past and present have frequently commented on the quality of the support, and visiting managers such as Jose Mourinho has often waxed lyrical about the Palace fans, seen applauding the HF more than once. The thing that I have often found about the HF, is the lack of need for stewards to interfere in the general play-up. There was an example when they played Cardiff, and the 2000 strong cornerstone of SP were in good voice, The Eagles were in flight, without the need for steward or Police interference.
The HF have not just made their own friends, but also the club, on home shores and
abroad. The general stance of the group, alongside the dispute that they currently find themselves in has attracted support from Ultras around the world. Reaching as far as Greek team Panionios, a special relationship has flourished between the two sets of like-minded fans. The HF were also recently invited to join the Paris Saint-Germain Ultras in an act of unity.
These groups aren’t attending games to cause trouble. They aren’t out to exclude themselves from the rest of the crowd, and to alienate certain individuals, based on race, religion, or background. They are merely aiming to create the kind of experience that all football fans dream of; of 90 minutes of non-stop, raucous support for their team that has been long sorted after, and in this country, long abolished. It is brilliant shows of solidarity, as seen by the PSG Ultras that can only help to establish the positive relationships between fans and expose the right kind of attitude towards football, to fans worldwide.
With this in mind, it was great news, not just for Palace fans, but for English football, that CPFC recently confirmed the decision to move the HF from Block B to Block E (behind the goal) where they hope to swell and become a big part of the English Footballing landscape.
To the HF- we salute you and your work, and look forward to seeing you next season.
(Hopefully the Baggies are there to join you)