Tom Winters – Down To Nine
Yesterday was an eventfull day. Sun high in the sky, the fresh smell of crack lined the streets. My favourite dream involving Morgan Freeman singing happy birthday seductively to me in a white dress was interrupted by the jackhammer that is the vibration on my phone. A message so important it was personally hand delivered by Mr. Meteor hiself. Not really it was just James telling me to be at Toms in five for the interview was a go go.
The taboo of a first interview for the PTS team was softened by the fact that it was one of our own. A close friend we watched climb up the ranks and continuously strive to make himself better as we personally witnessed the hours and hours of hard work poured into this album. Tea was made, strings were broken, power wanks were had.
As we sat in the front room of the Winters household, tea in hand, it was evident we were sitting in the presence of a man proud of his hard work. Smug prick. Camera’s, shite light, action.
The following video is the result of About seven hours, or what felt like days, worth of editing. Not due to the extreme tardiness or high standards of me and James but rather the countless fag breaks, Halo breaks, break breaks and megaLOLz that were had on the cutting floor. I.E James sitting room.
Down to Nine is available straight from the source or from Essaness music and at three bucks a pop that’s only thirty pence a song. If thats too much for your cunty pockets then take a step back and FUCK YOUR OWN FACE.