The Artist & Exposure show is a fresh new show produced and presented by Carmela Antoniou (creator/producer of the ukshowcase show on ukflow). The shows sole aim is to expose and showcase talent from around the world, signed and unsigned. Producers, rappers, singers, dj’s, mc’s, males, females, not to pin point any certain group of individuals lets just say all music industry peeps! I refuse to play UK ONLY, as I strongly believe its making the wrong statement, Good music is good music, regardless of where it was made, Tracks made in the UK should be played alongside tracks made in any other country.
Each week Carmela presents the show on
www.sweetuk.net Wednesday’s from 10:30am until 1pm
, you are able to talk to us live in the studio on our msn which is Sweetuk@hotmail.co.uk or the studio number 07984 912 203. Also on
www.hcityradio.com Wednesdays 3 – 5pm
, studio msn is artist_exposure@hotmail.com. Playing mainly R&B and Hip hop, with occasional outbursts of something old or something funky!! Presenting on everyday life, music industry info and news, keeping her audience up to date on what’s going on!
SET TO BE A SMASH OR DASH IT IN THE TRASH!!
To appear on the show there is a procedure, “Smash it or Dash it”. This is the part of the show where Carmela will showcase tracks sent in. (carmelaantoniou@aol.com or artist_exposure@hotmail.com) The audience gets to decide to “Smash it or Dash it!” If the track is voted as a smash, the artist is invited to appear on the show for an interview and live performance. They are also advised to bring along some freebies such as albums, mixtapes or merchandise for a lucky listener! So make sure you lock in to show some support! It’s a great way to obtain some feedback and to see who the audience feels is HOT!
If you are not wishing to appear on the show but would like some airplay on your music, you can simply email Carmela your material. Tracks sent in must be radio edited, Artist & Exposure conduct a strict policy of no swearing.
Change me - Hurricane Jermaine (Area 52) ****DASH****
Masseus - Jai Amore ft Joe Budden *****SMASH****
Know about me - Bragz (nu brand flex) ****DASH****
Hands up - Conspricy ****SMASH****
Wednesday 19th March
Its a good look - DNA ****SMASH****
Cant sing - vip ft nnb ****DASH****
Getting that paper - Jeeday Jaws ****SMASH****
Hustle and Flow - Motzzi ****DASH****
I’ll be there - Messy Minister ft Digga ****SMASH****
Special Request - Wordsmith ****SMASH****
Artist & Exposure - Comming soon!!!
Artist & Exposure mixed Cd’s!!
We will be releasing mixed Cd’s containing all the tracks our audience have voted as a smash within the previous months!!!
Artist & Exposure Charts
A new feature on the shows coming very soon, the A&E charts... top 10 hiphop/Grime and R&B charts, Bashment/dancehall Charts..
Keep it locked... Artist and Exposure are constantly working to improve and update shows every week!
Stay Focused... The work we do we need to get as much rest as possible, look at me absolutely cream crackered... But Love doing what I do... Catch up soon
Sandra hears beeping coming from Derek’s back pocket. He obviously forgot to take his second mobile phone with him. It sounded like a text. Sandra as scandalous as she is at times had never checked Derek’s messages before but for some reason she felt very tempted. She approached his coat pocket, thought twice then walked away.
About 20 minutes went by when a further four messages rang through on Derek’s phone.
This person must really need to get hold of him for some reason. I would find it hard to believe it’s four different people in this short space at time. He is suppose to be at work. Don’t they no that.
Temptation now getting the better of her, she convinced herself that she has the right
to check his phone. You see Derek was a player before and when they first met he fucked out on her. Three months into there relationship. She should have left his arse back then but fell pregnant and things changed. They ended up falling in love and Derek promised her eternity on their wedding day.
Now they are five years into their marriage and Sandra still won’t let it go. Derek if you ever cheat again I’ll cut your mother fucking dick off, she’d often say to him during an heated argument. You see when things are good they are really good but when things are bad they can be fucking terrible.
Beep Beep. A fifth text within 25 minutes. Six altogether. Sandra decided to check the first of the six text.
‘Hi baby it’s Laura, bin waitin for u in d cold for 20 mins. I need u 2 cum n keep me warm. I no you told me not 2 call dis phone but I mus ave erased the other phone number u gave me by accident. X x x kisses kisses kisses. I got here on time for once.’
Sandra at this time not knowing what to do or how to feel continues to read.
Second text. ‘Baby u r now 25 mins late. I am cold hun n need sum body heat. I only ave enough creds to text so pls call me hun.’
Third text. ‘Derek I’m getin upset now. U beta not b standin me up 4 no other chick. I’m waitin. Call me pls.’
Sandra was now pissed. And this bitch don’t even know he has a wife. What the fuck.
Tears started to swell up in Sandra’s eyes. Her beautiful brown starlit eyes now looking like swollen water melons.
The fourth text was irrelevant. It had no impact on any suspicion Sandra had. It was blatant and in her face. She read on.
‘ Derek after I bin waitin 4 so long, I beta b getin sum good DICK. LOL. Babes I’m tryin 2 b patient. X’
Sandra threw the phone to the wall without reading the fifth or sixth text. Her blood boiling, she was fuming. She came out of herself. Out of body. And in this mode it was a good thing Derek wasn’t home.
‘I told that lying fuck not to do this to me again. We have a fucking daughter for Gods sake. I can’t believe this shit. What do I do. Shit. Sandra think. Fuck him up real bad. Fuck him. Sandra think.’
Tears were now dripping down her cheeks. Spreading wildly all over her face until her face became ocean filled. Panicking and shivering she couldn’t breathe. Sandra had Asthma and felt herself hyperventilating. Breathe Sandra breathe. She took in deep breaths. Inhaling and exhaling until her body found its way back to normal. You see prior to this Sandra went through a similar situation where she lost consciousness when her father died. She had always practiced meditation and breathing exercises ever since. This was her biggest test to those exercises to date.
I need to call Trish. I need my girl.
Sandra ran to the kitchen and picked up the house phone. Her thoughts still hazy. What’s Trisha’s number again? I can’t think. Shit. 07940. No. 07930 282 000. That’s it. She rang Trisha’s number. It rang out. Fuck. Call again.
“ Sandra what’s up girl?”
“ He done it again.”
“ Done what. Who done what? Your not making any sense.”
“ Him.”
“ Who?”
“ Derek. He done it again. Trish. He fucked out on me. I feel sick.”
Sandra started vomiting in the kitchen sink whilst Trisha remained on the phone confused. Tears developing in her eyes also. She hates to hear her girl in pain.
“ Sandra, Sandra are you there.”
“ Yeah Trish sorry. ”
“ For what.”
“ I don’t no. I just am. Why me? Why do I have to go through this bullshit again. What did I do wrong?” Sandra continued.
“ Sandra I’m coming round.”
“ no.”
“ What do you mean no? I’m coming round and that’s final.”
“ No. I’m gonna get him for this. I’m gonna fuck his cousin like I should have years ago. Fuck Derek. I’ll cut his mother fucking dick off. I mean it.”
“ What. Stop talking shit Sandra. I’m coming round.”
“ No. Bye.”
Sandra hung up on Trisha. Gathered herself up and called Justin. Derek’s younger cousin. She only met him a handful of times. At weddings and funerals mostly.
Since the first major event Sandra witnessed in Derek’s family other than their own wedding day. Derek caught Justin hitting on her and their relationship changed ever since. Their wasn’t any other person Sandra could fuck to piss Derek off worse.
“ Justin speaking.”
“ Justin it’s Sandra.” I don’t know if I should be calling you but I needed a man other than my father and Derek to talk to.”
Justin slightly taken back replied, “ What’s wrong?”
“ Can I come over and talk to you? ”
“ Where’s Derek? ”
Sandra had to think fast. “ At work. I think. I really need to talk Justin.”
“ Ok.”
“ Are you still living down Wembley? ”
“ Yeah! Near the triangle. Do you remember your way?”
“ Yeah. I’ll be there soon ok? ”
“ Ok.”
“ Sandra hung up and jumped in her Kompressor. It took her about thirty minutes to get to Justin whilst driving most of the way at 40 miles per hour. All kinds of thoughts were going through her mind. Should I just jump him. Talk or what. If we talk I might break down again and kill the mood. Damn Sandra calm yourself.
To be continued
Hey ladies and gents its d_nero here sending out love to all of you’ll pages hoping it brings a smile to all you’ll faces. Now lets take face pic to another level. We ain’t about to stay bored. So I got a proposal to make to all of you’ll.
Now if u wanna know wat happens between Sandra, the scandalous chick and Justin the foul, scandalous, sickening fucked up cousin then lets take it there. Leave a comment on my page saying ‘wat happens’ and wat ever else you’d like to put and I’ll love you back the same way. I need to feel more love. More hugs so I can give more love and more hugs. That’s just my proposal. Keep yr heads up.
Ps: Within the comments u leave on my page let me no what u think should happen
between Sandra and Justin. Lets bring it on. Internet love.
d_nero aka Darren Moxam spreading love to you’ll pages. Not edited.
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