Have you ever seen something or someone, and after witnessing it you realise your life has changed? Like, you’re just in total awe of what you have just seen. As someone who is occasionally riddled with self doubt and doesn’t see why I attempt to go for certain goals I have, I use music as a means to give myself that kick up the rear that I seem to need. A lot. Recently, I’ve been wanting to just chuck in the whole Music Writer thing I’ve been working my arse off over the past 5 years- you’d think I’d have gotten somewhere by now, but alas- I haven’t. Maybe I will, maybe I won’t. So giving up was starting to become an option recently. Something inside of me was just starting to fade. I don’t think it was love of music, I think it was words. Words were starting to become a pain for me. I felt (and still do) that everything I wrote just sounded awful. I can only ever write from the heart, that’s all I’ve ever known. I used to get told off by teachers in lessons because I used to ramble on and put too much into essays. I think a lot and I love writing. I get mad at the world, then I get mad at the fact that I can’t change anything. I’m annoyed at how personal this has now become and I now feel like a massive idiot. My point is, I was ready to give up. Maybe I should. You’re probably reading this and thinking, “Just fucking give up. You’re shit.” That’s okay, that’s cool. Anyway, I witnessed something last night that just changed EVERYTHING.

I’m a huge Rap fan. I mean the good stuff that has meaning and heart such as Mos Def, Rakim, Talib Kweli, Jurassic 5 etc. Last night I saw a man on stage that just made me think “Fuck….I can’t give this up.” I love words too much to stop. If I don’t write, I get arsey and annoyed. If I’m not writing about something-I feel like I’m not being useful. It’s better to be useful than be used. I believe that, most should.

I was lucky enough to shake B.Dolan’s hand after the gig. There’s no doubt in my mind that last night I met two of the music industry’s most powerful artists- Scroobius Pip and B.Dolan. I got B.Dolan’s autograph, but it fell out of my pocket.If anyone finds it, keep it- it will be worth a lot one day. Soon. He also gave me someones packet of fags. I don’t smoke so I’ll give them to my best friend. See, always thinking about others. I wish I could’ve told B.Dolan what he did, he’s changed everything for me. His music just opened me up to what I have to do and what I need to do to get there. He won’t see this, but if he does- I just want him to know that it was more than an honour to shake your hand and meet you last night. You are truly one of the most inspirational artists around. For someone like you to play somewhere like Stoke, it was just unbelivable. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart- just thank you.