Tyron Kaymone Frampton, the frolicsome bastard with punk insolence, has chosen the name of Slowthai. It will be in concert on October 31st at the opening night of the Pitchfork festival in Paris, at La Grande Halle de La Villette. Abrasive!
If the title of Slowthai's first album and a tattoo on his belly proclaim Nothing Great About Britain ("Great Britain is nothing big"), the opening night of the Pitchfork Festival, which will take place in Paris, under the Grande Halle of La Villette from October 31 to November 2, should prove the opposite.
At the forefront of urban music (while the event has built its reputation on the avant-garde rock and pop), this first stage will present leading artists of a bubbling English scene, whether Skepta, Flohio, from Ezra Collective or Tyron Kaymone Frampton, a frenetic brat who has become the voice of a United Kingdom under the pseudonym Slowthai.
His way of mumbling would have earned him in his youth the nickname "Slow Ty". Child of grime, this ecstatic rap style born in the British suburbs, this native of a city in Northampton, east of the Midlands, also resuscitates the punk insolence and anti-monarchist bile of Johnny Rotten ("Elizabeth, I will respect you when you start to respect me," he sings insulting the queen, disgusted by a "Dynasty of the haves").
"Fuck Boris" t-shirt
Abrasives, filthy and crazy humor, the burns of Nothing Great About Britain spit the frustrations of the youth of a country hysterized by Brexit. The one we recently saw on the Mercury Prize TV show brandishing the Prime Minister's (dec) headless head with a "Fuck Boris" t-shirt was also called his tour. "Brexit Bandit". If he says he voted "Remain", Slowthai does not stop remembering how the forgotten corners of England and "Those who keep on drooling" are right to express their anger.
Born twenty-four years ago, from a mother (then 16) from Barbados and an English father who left the family home when the boy was only 3 years old, Ty Frampton was himself long bathed in the gray area of the provincial "no future". His adolescence stammers first between odd jobs and deals, until the music offers him a way out. He tried to rap in the school yard, discovering the therapeutic virtues of hip-hop thanks to a pirate VHS film 8 Mile, with Eminem.