The word ‘masterpiece’ probably doesn’t mean as much as it used to.

With one or two notable exceptions, you wouldn’t really think of King’s Cross as an area you’d want to spend a night out in.

This rant is actually more a confession that anything else; it’s a confession to something that each and every raver is guilty of, and if, having read what I have to say, you deny that you too are culpable, then you, Miss/Mr Raver, are either a liar or an amputee.

So you’re bored of doing the same old? You just want see what else this fine city of ours has to offer?  Well then this section is for you.

Nominated for the Mercury Music Prize in the same year that Dizzee Rascal won it (2003), Soweto Kinch’s career has not pandered to mainstream success in the same way that Dizzee’s has.