Let's get it straight: grime is an energy. The icy synths, raging bass and braggadocios bars are the elements that compel you to screwface as a sign of appreciation for the vibrations. It's the way the emcees battle for the mic to generate the most chaos from a crowd. It's that who's got a Nokia? Take that what! attitude. You're in the midst of a grime revival—can you feel the sweat dripping down your neck? That lingering smell of clammy adolescents with a forgetful fear of deodorant? If not, you're in the wrong place and you may as well be watching a Coldplay gig. Eskimo Dance, one of the biggest and most well-known grime events, has been touring the UK in all major cities this year—with our highlight being London's Mar. 5 date, where they delivered the sound in its original form to the masses one reload at a time.
Since the alleged signing of Drake to Boy Better Know—and that globally-reported appearance at a Section Boyz show—most London nights that play only a sprinkling of grime have been jam-packed (and even shut down) with the fidgety excitement of a potential Aubrey arrival. Eski freezed up that hype and left it outside for the foxes, with no 'take care' notes in sight. Fans were there to witness President T and welcome back Solo 45 with a flying gun-finger. It was refreshing to see a room full of just-turned-18-year-old's step out from behind their computers and experience grime IRL live in the flesh. Here are some of our favourite moments from the March 5 event held at Building Six.