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Radar Radio and Sports Direct
In November 2016, The Guardian ran a piece about Radar Radio. The station, founded by Londoner Ollie Ashley, is, according to the article, “at the centre of a DIY online radio revival.”
Radar is an online-only London-based radio station, run out of a studio in Clerkenwell. Its programming puts it at the cutting edge of London’s underground: its schedule for the last couple of weeks includes shows from Crack Stevens, Spooky, BCB AZN Network, Girl Unit, and more. At the end of 2016 it ran a series of workshops aimed at young people wanting to break into the music industry, whether as DJs, presenters, or writers. According to The Guardian, Radar’s studio has a slogan written on the wall: “Tune in or fuck off.”
Radar came at a pivotal time for London radio, hot on the heels of NTS’s expansion and a resurgent Rinse. In a December 2014 piece, FACT said the station was “far from wet behind the ears”, with a studio full of top-of-the-line equipment and a founder with experience at NTS. Much has been written about London’s radio renaissance, at the helm of which you’ll find the Dalston station. Ashley reportedly cut his teeth as a studio manager there.
Radar quickly established itself at the heart of London’s underground. It began with regular shows presented by acts like Riz La Teef and Moleskin, but at the end of last month it continued its ascendancy in a coup de grace fabric co-promotion in association with Resident Advisor. Today, Radar is an unassailable part of the capital’s club culture. It was a meteoric rise, facilitated in great part by the shining Clerkenwell studio. But bootstrapped, DIY operations don’t work like that – few young London entrepreneurs have the capital to fit out a fully functioning radio facility on their own. Where was the money coming from?
It’s an open secret that Ollie Ashley is the son of Mike Ashley, the billionaire majority shareholder in Sports Direct and the owner of Newcastle United. Ashley senior, who placed at number 45 in the 2016 Sunday Times Rich List, never gives interviews and rarely appears in public. In 2006, long before the founding of Radar, The Times compared him to reclusive billionaire Howard Hughes. At the time of writing, Sports Direct had a market cap of £1.72 billion.
On 1 February, Companies House published Radar’s latest accounts. As has been the case since May 2016, their company secretary is a firm called Eacotts, also the secretary for MASH Holdings, the company through which Mike Ashley holds his stakes in Sports Direct and Newcastle. The auditors are professional services giant Grant Thornton, also the auditors for Sports Direct – and, coincidentally, as of November 2016, under investigation by the Financial Reporting Council for signing off on a deal between Sports Direct and a company owned by Mike Ashley’s brother, whose firm made £300,000 a year from the arrangement while based in a registered address in a cul-de-sac in the Lincolnshire town of Cleethorpes.
In the year to April 2016, Radar Radio Ltd made a pre-tax loss of £826,337. At the end of April 2015, Radar had £1.2 million in debts coming due within the year. By April 2016, that figure had risen to £2.2 million.
The accounts state that Radar Radio “has financed its operations via loans from its parent company, MASH Holdings Limited.”
After the accounts were published, I emailed Ollie Ashley with a series of questions. In response, I received a letter from Radar’s lawyers threatening legal action in the event of defamatory material being published. Dean Dunham, the solicitor who sent the letter, was listed in the 2013 Thompson Reuters Super Lawyers list. He is currently the UK’s Retail Ombudsman Chief Ombudsman. Ashley declined to comment for this piece.
Despite his publicity-shy better nature, Mike Ashley has rarely been out of the public eye in the last two years. In December 2015 The Guardian, the same publication that ran the gushing Radar feature just a year later, published a comprehensive investigation into labour practices at Sports Direct’s Shirebrook warehouse. Their findings included:
Staff being forced to undergo compulsory searches at the beginning and end of every shift, for which they are not paid
The use of zero hours contracts for around 80% of staff
Reports of staff “jeopardising their health” for fear of being dismissed
So-called ‘strikes’ for taking sickness leave or what managers deem to be excessive toilet breaks
Staff being verbally “harangued by tannoy” for not working fast enough
Union reps reporting staff members refusing to speak out about working conditions for fear of losing their jobs.
In the same investigation, The Guardian found that many staff were being paid an effective rate of £6.50 an hour once forced searches had been taken into account. At the time, the National Minimum Wage was £6.70.
Mike Ashley was asked to appear before a Parliamentary Committee in 2016, but prevaricated. In June of that year he finally turned up, in an appearance that covered the front pages. During the hearing, MPs delivered evidence including:
Transline, one of the labour agencies Sports Direct contracts with, had already been banned from operating in the food sector by the Gangmaster Licensing Authority
At least one worker was asked for sexual favours in return for an employment contract
Workers without bank accounts are offered their wages on a pre-paid debit card. “Workers are charged a £10 one-off fee, a monthly management fee of £10 per month for this facility, 75p for cash withdrawals, 10p for texts to the card holder of any transactions, and £1.50 of a paper statement. Unite estimates that several hundred workers could be using the cards.”
In the three years to June 2016, ambulances were called to the Shirebrook warehouse some 110 times. There were five births during that period. One woman delivered her child in the staff toilet, reportedly because she was too scared of losing her job to take time off.
Last month, the Financial Times reported on a case in which two men were jailed under the Modern Slavery Act for the exploitation of Polish workers in Sports Direct’s Shirebrook facility. The Crown Prosecution Service found that the pair had housed the workers in “squalid accommodation” in Nottingham, and had then secured them work at Sports Direct through Transline.
MASH Holdings has, according to Radar’s accounts, pledged to finance the station for at least another 12 months. Ollie Ashley or his lawyers are still yet to respond to questions for this piece.
Stormin – Ghetto (Prod. by Jammer)
“Cee-Lo isn’t the only “conscious” rapper to grow too conscious for “traditional” hip hop. There’s Common’s Electric Circus, Andre 300’s Love Below, Q-Tip’s unreleased Kamaal The Abstract, Mos Def’s The New Danger, The Neptunes’ despicable NERD record and the oft overlooked OG of the genre – Divine Styler’s Spiral Walls Containing Autumns of Light.
“You may have been fooled into thinking that these are experimental rap records but that’s a misnomer if there ever was one. Of course, there’s not a lot of rapping going on with most of these albums, but they’re also not very experimental. They implements the techniques and standards of old genres and make rap more palatable for those outsiders. What we have here is bad fusion, CTI Rap for people who were too timid for the real thing. It’s more regressive than progressive.
“Non rap listeners and critics eat this garbage up because they’ve just been waiting for a project from a rapper that would prove that they are not narrow-minded, but isn’t so rappy. These people are the worst types of music listeners in the world and need to just own up to being square ass square butts (or racists) who can’t fuck with rap already. They are no doubt very impressed that a rapper was able to have such wide lense musical perspective to not only know, but to cover a Violent Femmes song, as Gnarls Barkley does. Odds are these are that people lack the perspective to realize that there is a reason that nobody remembers any Violent Femmes, except for that one song.
“At the risk of over intellectualizing, actual experimental rap happens all the time. You just weren’t paying attention (probably because you were partying/nodding your head/rapping along/stoned/drunk). It’s experimental when Timbaland gets a party started with a hiccuping baby or when Cam’ron/Posdnous/Project Pat/E-40 toys with language. It’s in the stark minimalism of snap music or the arhythmical stutter of Pharoahe Monch. Whether they know it or not, most hip hop producers refining and expanding upon techniques that were created by by dorks in labcoats. And the best rappers are constantly breaking all the rules of literary and poetic convention. This is why, for all it’s success, rap is an intensely insular movement. This is why “Rappers Delight” (a fifteen minute song with no singing and no chorus that still got radio play) was so polarizing 25 years ago and why today TI can sell a million records in a month, have a hit movie out and still remain completely unknown by the bulk of the American public. Because all rap flies in the face of hundreds of years of musical conventions. It’s just so damn weird.
“Inversely, most rap fans, having spent their life in this insular rap world where these experiments are the norm, often have too narrow a perspective on music to realize that Andre 3000 and Mos Def aren’t “experimenting,” they’re just channeling Prince and Bad Brains, respectively. And this is the same reason that Post-rappers are so deluded as to think that they’re actually doing something innovative with these awful records, merely because they just discovered Radiohead.”
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“Over the last decade Boston has become a Caribbean radio hotspot. Reggae and soca seep through the unlicensed openings in the local spectrum, vibrantly occupying foreclosed frequencies. In a landscape dominated by ad-driven automated playlists angling for their share of the middle of the road, a new wave of low-power and largely illicit broadcasters imbue the local soundscape with color, carnival, perspective, and polyrhythm, all while addressing pirate publics who find themselves on the same wavelength. Or close enough. (Some static is unavoidable.)
“A casual scan of high-wattage FM fails to pick up frailer signals, making Boston sound at first blush no different than any large US city. Tuning into Anglo-Caribbean FM pirates or Spanish-Caribbean AM stalwarts, on the other hand, offers another angle on the Boston soundscape and on Boston itself. What takes shape is a city that’s far from the Boston seen on TV, closer to the one seen on the T. The right numbers on the dial open windows into worlds where DJs talk about voting and disaster relief efforts when they’re not debating local sports, hyping next weekend’s parties, breaking new releases, or revisiting pull-up-worthy classics that would never find their way back into corporate playlists. Imagined community organizing, with music at its core. Dance music, rap music, here music, there music. All, undeniably, part of the sound of Boston.”
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“on Kentish Town road, next to Chameberlain Cycles or something there is a boarded up shopfront, which occasionally, when the door is ajar, you can catch a peek of the 40 or so Ethiopian men sitting on the floor, smoking and drinking - its like a shabeen (ethiopian drinking den) although they may be somalians im not sure. I dont think that counts as a venue, but its really cool. I remember once at about 5 in the morning i went right up to the door to get a peek inside and it opened, a man in sunglasses looked at me, and then left. surreal.” * “the place in waterden road is famous. it keeps changing its name. club eq i think it is at the moment. i used to go there a lot in the late 90s cos i could walk there from my house. i like it. haven't been there for years though. heartless crew used to play there all the time. for those that have seen the conflict dvd you might just recognise it. its not religious things there at all. its the best club i've ever been too. heartless crew were heroes there at the time. everyone smiling and dancing, a real goodtime atmosphere. powerhouse was there too, waterden road, maybe the same venue but slightly before my time though. a big venue for jungle in the early 90s. i've been rex a lot too but probably most of you have that live in london. and palace pavillion too. to see reggae acts and that mostly.” * “There's a place in Hackney on the cut-through behind MacDonalds from Dalston Lane to Kingsland Road (or whatever it's called at that point) where they seem to have African (Ghanaian perhaps?) parties at the top of a tower block type building. Coming back there late at night I've often heard music and one time I went up and tried to get in but they told me it was members only.” * “there used to be this place off shaftsbury avenue i used to go to years ago, you needed a laminate card to get in, 3 story building with a place to buy weed up the top, a bar a games room a big smoking room and a place to dance, really good. run by a mob of guys, total shabeeen, squatted style. it lasted a year or so until it was raided by police marksmen and the lot, a friend was in there at the time lying on the floor with a machine gun at his head, police say they were selling crack etc, but they quite obviously weren't, i mean that would be dumb, and there was no sign they were selling much more than these slightly pricey bags of weed.” * “Anyone remember the Greenleaf on Landor Rd SW9 , takeaway place that if u decided (or knew) to go to the toilet led in to a dark alley with a little dance room about the size of a small bedroom, a rig up to the ceiling, a big record rack took up one wall and the DJ played using an old style phone as a headphone, skunk was in the air and ready to be bought. I tried to dance but....i was too stoned.” Dissensus, London's margin clubs
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