Let's go back to the beginning and start with Madonna and me. Against what some people think is the gay 'stereotype', I'm not really one of her fans. However, my actions after watching her arrival on the red carpet and then performance, I played true to stereotype and took to social media to comment on her appearance.
Luna C, the young celebrated UK battle emcee, who has done away with many of his opponents with his lyrical prowness, humourous delivery and downright hurtful bars, steps into a new realm of music with the release of his anticipated EP, Good Times And Dead Brain Cells. I went toe-to-toe to find out more about the microphone meddler.
As he gears up for the release of his new forthcoming single 'Brand New Style' featuring none other than Ed Sheeran, I caught up one of my personal favourite UK artists to see how he is finding the heady heights of the mainstream music scene.
From the first rumblings of revolution to the striking events of recent days, Tahrir Square has inspired a new generation of young Egyptian musicians and rappers. Their music was born on the streets of Cairo during the 2011 revolution. Now, two years later, these courageous young artists perform on those very same streets before crowns of hundreds of thousands of protestors.
The former MP for Chingford did not always feel this way. When Latifah signed with Tommy Boy Records in 1989, he was initially impressed. During a late lunch at Chequers, he was overheard to remark of Latifah's debut album All Hail the Queen: "That bitch is legit. Her flows are off the hook. Word is bond."
With the kind of music I make, I never imagined in a million years that I would look out from stage and see guys and girls wearing One Direction t-shirts singing along to what I'm playing, standing next to guys that are almost old enough to be their fathers and who look like they were the Ramones' number one fans.
The most immediately striking thing about an evening of spoken word is the almost tangible electricity in the air. No one is quite sure what to expect because every act differs in tone, delivery, style and content which turns the evening into a mad up and down trajectory of individuals pouring their hearts and minds into a microphone for an appreciative audience.
The first hour of this tediously self-infatuated documentary consists almost exclusively of American millionaires swaggering around Jamaica smoking an astonishing amount of weed and saying "yeah, mun" every five seconds with all the authenticity and respect for their surroundings of an obnoxious public schoolboy on his gap year.