Hip Pop Punk Funk

Trevor Jackson is going through a bit of a revival of late. Not that he ever went away in my head. He strikes me as a guy who is always making something – even if it isn’t music. Restless. His brain always whirring – in need of a creative release. Relishing the opportunity to play his finds on NTS. Forever a fanboy.

I for one was delighted to listen to his cathartic clear out of old tracks sitting in the vaults and can’t wait to hear what he has up his sleeve in the future. As a dj and compiler, he is equally at home championing a definition of pop from his extensive record collection or hiding in a dark basement playing speaker shredding obscure wavs from the outer reaches of the internet. Always searching, always interested.