Who are you? I’m Selasse (stylized as SELVSSE), originally from Croydon in South London but currently residing in Lewisham. I’d describe my production style as percussive, emotive and fun. In terms of sound, I’d say
Pirate Radio was one of the last defining eras of British music, shaping genres as we know them. Whether it was Déjà Vu, Rinse, Kool FM or KISS and Choice in their pre- mainstream years;
How hip-hop’s best sibling group lost and found their way. With the turn of the millennium looming, it was widely thought by many Christians and secular individuals that some sort of horrendous natural disaster was
The London-based photographer takes us through her most memorable shots, taken at various events in London from the mid-eighties to the early nineties. The photographs in my collection were taken at various events in London
It’s an average late summer night on a busy street in London’s East End, Dalston to be exact. Kingsland Road is littered with youngsters huddled in front of newsagents and kebab shops; hipsters with finely
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Who are you? I’m Selasse (stylized as SELVSSE), originally from Croydon in South London but currently residing in Lewisham. I’d describe my production style as percussive, emotive and fun. In terms of sound, I’d say
Pirate Radio was one of the last defining eras of British music, shaping genres as we know them. Whether it was Déjà Vu, Rinse, Kool FM or KISS and Choice in their pre- mainstream years;
How hip-hop’s best sibling group lost and found their way. With the turn of the millennium looming, it was widely thought by many Christians and secular individuals that some sort of horrendous natural disaster was
The London-based photographer takes us through her most memorable shots, taken at various events in London from the mid-eighties to the early nineties. The photographs in my collection were taken at various events in London
It’s an average late summer night on a busy street in London’s East End, Dalston to be exact. Kingsland Road is littered with youngsters huddled in front of newsagents and kebab shops; hipsters with finely