A beautiful idea, the idea of a domestic scene big enough to circum-navigate A&R's and slimy music executives, a scene bubbling enough just to give music straight from the artist to the listener without feeding an overbloated middle-man.
Although the song is by The Clash...
the dream is timeless and belongs to us all.
If Wiley is the Godfather of this countries most growing music genre, this song or the idea represented is ideologically something like the Old Testament (should they ever write the book of grime).
