He wanted me to do this gangster style rap hook. But you look so cool to me” and I was like, “I make music” and he was like, “really? Oh, cool” and he invited me to his studio. He met me at a magazine event and he walked up to me like, “I don’t know what you do. It’s funny, because I first started off doing a rap song with a guy named Taz Arnold, when I was fifteen. Phlo: I love the gloom, I’m really not liking the sun a lot.
Noisey: It’s really, really hot out here.
Which made for a vintage type almost blind date, as opposed to today’s personals, where you can pre-judge someone via a myriad of relevant social networks before deciding whether they’re on the right side of mentally stable to be worth both an appetiser and main meal at Frankie and Benny’s. To make matters slightly more intimidating for my neurotic brain, I was to be meeting with Phlo Finister, an artist whom I didn't know too much about - beyond the realm of a few track premieres and a fashion spread in VICE - and had no time to prepare in advance for.
