Matthew decided a life of obscurity wasn’t for him, rather spouting bullshit and publishing these thoughts online would be successful in shooting him to fame. Whether this proves to be true or not, he won’t stop unless he’s at the bottom of a musical dungeon, uncovering burgeoning talent blind to the naked eye, however uncanny his detection may be. Proving to the world that website design isn’t just for albino geeks and in-the-closet homosexuals, make room for this talented starlet of Internet blogging!

Taking what is deemed acceptable and appropriate for an age-friendly, equal-rights, same-sex, don’t-matter-if-you’re-black-or-white kind of blog and throwing the baby out with the bath water, Thomas experiments with every genre under the sun, all in search for that elusive exclusive and the next track that’ll change his life. Ranging from the sweetest of keys in the disco scene, spiralling downwards towards the wobbliest of warbles in the bass music heartland, it won’t be featured unless it sounds like your father beating your mother in a rhythmic, melodic, broken beat, four to the floor mongrel of inconsistent beat.