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New Video – Not My Way feat. Paradox & Callex

It’s here! Our music video for ‘Not My Way feat. Paradox & Callex’.

Content warning: suicide, depression, anxiety.

Perth Hip Hop trio Selekt Few broach the delicate topic of depression in the storytelling music video, Not My Way.

Supported by Paradox and Callex, they rap frankly about feelings of depression, anxiety and being overwhelmed by the realities of every day life.

The song with its rock-ballad style hook acknowledges the daily personal struggles, encouraging people to continue to live.

Two young boys, who characterise rappers Percuss and Shareef, are seduced by the idea of death in the moving and emblematic music video directed by Steve Browne.

Taken from the forthcoming EP – #1 Solace Lane. Pre-order now:

Think About That… All ages gig, November 8

The youth of Perth need more positive entertainment and fun, alcohol-free environments in which to enjoy it.

On November 8, local hip hop artists will host a gold coin entry, all ages gig at HQ Leederville.

Positive, fun and entertaining.

Selekt Few will host the afternoon, and will be performing on the bill along side Perth hip hop legend Graphic, the heavily slept on L.S.D & The Missus and the ever impressive Bryte MC. Plus a huge line-up of special supporting guests including Rob Shaker, Callum Presbury and Charley Caruso.

In a world where everything is ‘user pays’, the youth and low income earners often miss out on the best entertainment. That’s why this is low cost – gold coin entry – so everyone can come!

But we need your help to fund it!

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Rappin’ to kids on the train

Yesterday on the way home from work, I was talking to a couple of kids on the train who I see on there quite often. Good kids, but always loud and often inconsiderate of the people around them.

Had to call out the one kid when he yelled a casual c’bomb at his mate while surrounded by a bunch of senior citizens who did NOT look impressed.

At first me responding to him and telling him trains ain’t the place to be dropping cbombs at the top of your lungs seemed to get his back up. But then he recognised me from when I’d previously stood up for him against guards and was a bit more accepting. But not that accepting. He kept taunting me to call him by his name – which I didn’t know.

Then one of his young female friends caught me mouthing Jimblah​ lyrics and jokingly teased me about my singing; to which I replied “you are lucky I’m not singing out loud, I can’t sign for shit”.

Long story short, I got harassed to sing and told them I can’t sing but can rap… Next thing you know there’s 10 kids standing around pretty much chanting ‘rap rap rap’ at me. Continue reading