<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485962866958582650</id><updated>2009-10-17T10:06:00.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORKING CLASS SUPERSTAR</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi Im NSG:

- I make Beats
- I make Rhymes
- I make Love
- I make Hate</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6485962866958582650/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>workingclasssuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16472314463844178695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485962866958582650.post-3962286280463628413</id><published>2008-04-25T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T03:25:32.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUMB FUCKING PROMOTER!</title><content type='html'>Why do some people have to be soo stupid..&lt;br /&gt;really really really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This promoter was beyond stupid. He made a disaster of an event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been gigging all over london professionally and never in my life been to a gig that has been run by a fucking chimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of problems.&lt;br /&gt;Terrible Vibe&lt;br /&gt;Not enough crowd&lt;br /&gt;Bad Music... I MEAN SEEERIOUSLY BAD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean for fuck sake your in fucking shoreditch people are not going to listen to dub fucking step unless its a dub fucking step night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay whats worst is that Im supposed to be the headliner... but they FUCKED UP BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG BIG BIG BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2am and no one was there for me to perform to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im well pissed off... infact beyond pissed of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheww...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6485962866958582650-3962286280463628413?l=workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3962286280463628413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6485962866958582650&amp;postID=3962286280463628413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6485962866958582650/posts/default/3962286280463628413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6485962866958582650/posts/default/3962286280463628413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/dumb-fucking-promoter.html' title='DUMB FUCKING PROMOTER!'/><author><name>workingclasssuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16472314463844178695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08841127469076449733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485962866958582650.post-4940652953132499346</id><published>2008-04-17T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T05:50:51.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect girl for me... WHAAA???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Being straight and single is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Does that even make sense? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I dunno.. it is just a random thing! People think I am amazing, really im not. I might be decent at making music yeah. but im so useless at girls. My luck and track record with relationship is as good as a fish swimming in the fryer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hmmm... fish and chips! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Anyways again random thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So when I was around 19 I decided to give up pursuing the chase of the fine female and instead devote my heart to the rhythm of the beat. Yeah I got good at making beats and can impress a few people but really. Really, it really sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so im 22 NOW. The last relationship i was in was when i was 18. It seems like milenia. That relationship was awful cos I was like a little kid. I didnt know what to do and how to do whatever.... anyways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the point is I was clueless and stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Anyways... Now that im a super duper beat making machine I realise that well... writing music is nuffink. Cos the greatest ever source of inspiration of getting dumped, getting rejected or gabba gabba, humpa-humpa. And i fink i need that... I need to feel alive again in the heart u know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So it is my mission now to get a girl for these reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cuddle wuddle&lt;br /&gt;- extra stress&lt;br /&gt;- share fings like watching tv&lt;br /&gt;- doing things&lt;br /&gt;- (most importantly) feel happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So whats do i look for in a girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Knows where Darfur is! and whats going on there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gosh if u dont know what im talkin about please help your soul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Has a cute arse. Just a curvey shape like a peach. and it bounces when she walks.&lt;br /&gt;- And a job - So she can buy me things like a can of pepsi or chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what im talking about... its just running thru my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ummm... I made a song... It kinda sums up my mood for this week of how i want my love life to be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.plebius.org/img/flash/player.swf" menu="false" quality="high" name="index" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="playList=http://www.plebius.org/uploads/playlist/2008-04-17/3dxVSny3De.xml&amp;amp;ShowPlaylist=1&amp;amp;ShowEQ=1&amp;amp;firstTrack=0&amp;amp;initVol=100" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oKAY - You have to double click at the title! Its a bit wierd! but if u wanna copy of this tune please email moi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nsgproduction@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;woop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6485962866958582650-4940652953132499346?l=workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4940652953132499346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6485962866958582650&amp;postID=4940652953132499346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6485962866958582650/posts/default/4940652953132499346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6485962866958582650/posts/default/4940652953132499346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/perfect-girl-for-me-whaaa.html' title='A Perfect girl for me... WHAAA???'/><author><name>workingclasssuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16472314463844178695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08841127469076449733'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6485962866958582650.post-5673226269064610774</id><published>2008-04-17T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:15:22.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Blog or not to blog? Who the hell is NSG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES YES YES PEOPLE ITS YOUR BOY NSG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! OMG here we go again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another person joining the bandwagon of blogin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whats even worse is that this idiot has video blogs now he thinks he is a writer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mwahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2YTG-OOQV2I/SAc8nKF-IgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xdIddk9Xgac/s1600-h/NSG-Visions-Gig.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2YTG-OOQV2I/SAc8nKF-IgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xdIddk9Xgac/s320/NSG-Visions-Gig.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190183738989748738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me! Im a struggling, dole pinching, home living, music graduating MC RAPPER/PRODUCER! That flyer is for my next gig that you are not going to... cos its bare late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/workingclasssuperstar"&gt;WWW.MYSPACE.COM/WORKINGCLASSSUPERSTAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I love to plug my self non stop!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways so im going to try to do more blogs. this time its mainly about my life and gigs and random things i encounter. Im not really an outgoing person naturally, my territory is the bed and find happiness watching Eastenders and eating noodles with my sister at home. Yeah ROCK AND ROLL. But unfortunatley, some people think i am cool cos i make beats and rap and do dumb stuff like stage dives during my shows.. So I go all over London cool venues and pretend to be cool and have cool friends. I love it though, but its wierd cos im such a complete nerd!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can say im an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;accidental socialite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever the fuck that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah besides the fact that i am a complete loser. I have accomplised amazing things like had having a music video played on MTV and channel U:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcBIwK8FHFA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcBIwK8FHFA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im NSG! And welcome to my blogs! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BITCHEEES&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BRAP BRAP BRAP BRAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6485962866958582650-5673226269064610774?l=workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5673226269064610774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6485962866958582650&amp;postID=5673226269064610774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6485962866958582650/posts/default/5673226269064610774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6485962866958582650/posts/default/5673226269064610774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://workingclasssuperstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-blog-or-not-to-blog-who-hell-is-nsg.html' title='To Blog or not to blog? 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