Instant Dappa from the COLONEL
The Colonel skulks the streets of Sheffield, waiting for unsuspecting decks to be vacated and jumping on to rock the joint, before leaving silently with his head held high as his crack team of operatives swoop him back to rest his laurels.
In his own words from the bunker:
“It’s a mix of tuff broken beat, wobbly basslines, garage and the odd bit of ear-bleeding grime and dubstep that I’ve been collecting over the years and not yet had the balls to put on a mixtape”