‘There’s a feeling in my heart that tells me if I keep doing this shit I’m gonna make it.’ But no guarantees. And a bell tolls for thee, ominously. Someone cues up a brutal kick sequence on their Playstation in probably the time it took to cue up the DAT. Meanwhile in the background someone pisses on the electric fence ringing the council block, and ‘you might get jacked for your space’ if you can’t keep up with the now unending torrent of WORDS spilling from the garage. Roni Size once slapped some upright jazz bass over classy breakbeats and cheekily called it the ‘Now Sound’ to endear himself to the Blue Note fans colonizing the jungle. This is the Now Sound fer real, and it sounds like a 50,000 volt cattle prod surge to the spine.