This will follow closely to the huge VernoN - "How to travel the universe....". It's gonna be another big one! Once again, straight from the slums of..... well, we're not really sure because we still don't know who he is yet. In fact, it's probably safe to say that Marquis Hawkes doesn't live in a slum at all, but is actually holidaying in Monte Carlo as we speak. His infiltration of the bourgeoisie is likely responsible for the world's most powerful people's Daughters perpetually acting like they're at a field rave in England circa '93. There's a classy element to this EP that shows they're maybe rubbing off on him too. A track like "Acid Snowfall" isn't quite apt to soundtrack a skiing holiday in the Bavarian Alps to be sure though, with it's gritty, minimal 303 and vintage "AH" sample. And "Big Papa" is as close to family friendly as we get here, and only really if your family have been gangbangers for four generations. Deep g-funk for the golden age of organised crime. Of Course, no Marquis Hawkes DABJ release would be complete without the now obligatory raw, thumping ghetto track, and we reckon "Get Yo Ass Off My Grass" is the best one yet. The 12" closes out with "Hold On", roping in the some of the better elements of classic Garage and adding a dollop of dusty cowbell action. Nobody doesn't like cowbells, and that be the facts. Don't sleep!