Coordinates: 51°27′47″N 0°06′22″W / 51.463°N 0.106°W / 51.463; -0.106
Brixton is a district in the London Borough of Lambeth in south London, England. It is 3.8 miles (6.1 km) south south-east of Charing Cross. The area is identified in the London Plan as one of 35 major centres in Greater London.
Brixton is mainly residential with a prominent street market and substantial retail sector. It is a multiethnic community, with around 24 percent of its population being of African and Caribbean descent,. It lies within Inner South London and is bordered by Stockwell, Clapham, Streatham, Camberwell, Tulse Hill and Herne Hill. The district houses the main offices of the London Borough of Lambeth.
The name Brixton is thought to originate from Brixistance, meaning the stone of Brixi, a Saxon lord. Brixi is thought to have erected a boundary stone to mark the meeting place of the ancient hundred court of Surrey. The location is unknown but is thought to be at the top of Brixton Hill, at a road known at the time as Bristow or Brixton Causeway, long before any settlement in the area. Brixton marks the rise from the marshes of North Lambeth up to the hills of Upper Norwood and Streatham. At the time the River Effra flowed from its source in Upper Norwood through Herne Hill to Brixton. At Brixton the river was crossed by low bridges for Roman roads to the south coast of Britain, now Brixton Road and Clapham Road. The main roads were connected through a network of medieval country lanes, such as Acre Lane, Coldharbour Lane, Brixton Water Lane and Lyham Road, formerly Black Lane. It was only at the end of the 18th century that villages and settlements formed around Brixton, as the original woodland was gradually reduced until the area was covered in farmland and market gardens known for game and strawberries.
Alex Alphonso Wheatle MBE (3 January 1963) is an award winning black British novelist of Jamaican heritage, sentenced to a term of imprisonment after the Brixton riots.
Wheatle spent much of his childhood in a Surrey children's home. At 16 he was a founder member of the Crucial Rocker sound system; his DJ name was Yardman Irie. He wrote lyrics about everyday Brixton life. By 1980 Wheatle was living in a social services hostel in Brixton, South London. He participated in the 1981 Brixton riots and aftermath. While serving his resulting sentence he read authors such as Chester Himes, Richard Wright, C. L. R. James and John Steinbeck.
He has since spoken about the Brixton riots, most prominently in the 2006 BBC programme "Battle for Brixton". His early books are based on his life in Brixton as a teenager and his time in social services care.
Wheatle was awarded London Arts Board New Writers Award for East of Acre Lane.
In the Queen's Birthday Honours 2008, Wheatle was awarded the MBE for services to literature.
Naomi Campbell (born 22 May 1970) is a British model. Scouted at the age of 15, she established herself among the top three most recognisable and in-demand models of the late 1980s and early 1990s, and she was one of six models of her generation declared "supermodels" by the fashion world. As the most famous black model of her time, Campbell has been outspoken throughout her career against the racial bias that exists in the fashion industry. Her personal life is widely reported, particularly her relationships with prominent men—including boxer Mike Tyson and actor Robert De Niro—and several highly-publicised convictions for assault.
Campbell was born in the working-class Streatham district of South London, the daughter of Jamaican-born dancer Valerie Morris. In accordance with her mother's wishes, Campbell has never met her father, who abandoned her mother when she was four months pregnant, and who went unnamed on her birth certificate. She took on the surname Campbell from her mother's second marriage. Her half-brother, Pierre, was born in 1986. Campbell is of Afro-Jamaican descent, as well as of Chinese Jamaican ancestry through her paternal grandmother, who carried the family name Ming.
Steel Panther is a band from Los Angeles, California mostly known for their profane and humorous lyrics as well as their exaggerated on-stage personas that reimagine and parody the glam metal music and lifestyle of the 1980s. Formed in 2000, the band has formerly been known as Danger Kitty, Metal Shop and Metal Skool. Steel Panther is one of the most popular bands out of Hollywood since Motley Crue, Guns N’ Roses and Poison were the main focus the Sunset Strip in the mid to late 1980's. Arriving in 2009 with debut album Feel The Steel, hailed by Kerrang! magazine as “close to perfect”, Steel Panther has won a legion of fans across the world. And now the band is aiming even higher with second album Balls Out.
The band broke through the mainstream success with their 2009 album Feel the Steel, especially with the single "Death to All but Metal". "The Aldo Nova song "Fantasy" was remade by the band into a faster paced song for the MTV original series Rob Dyrdek's Fantasy Factory. The remake was released on iTunes on December 8, 2009 and their album Feel the Steel was released in June 2009.
Plot
Once an inquisitive little artist, a history doctoral student long ago traded her sketchpad for dissertation drafts -- and career success. But when heartbreak overshadows a would-be celebratory phone call, she finds herself questioning all that she has sacrificed along the way.
I saw - a new generationcoming
Under - the smoke over Oakland
In and out - the streets are breathing
Under - the smoke over Oakland
Chaos disorder looting and loiter
From a blind man praying for some silence - for some silence
???Take a loot on the moon not a foot in the room???
My best intentions always ended in a fight - in a fight
You can send me to hell expose me I'll tell
Just take control and say what they're doing - what they're doing
Two-fifty dead the tribune read Oakland's going off like a bomb!
I saw - a new generation coming
Under - the smoke over Oakland
In and out - the streets are breathing
Under - the smoke over Oakland
Armageddon is coming so yea you better start running
Cause the big wave is coming to the shore - to the shore
No surprise that you see thru the lies
of a system rotten to the core - to the core
High tech surveilence paranoia and violence
Keeping the city at a calm - at a calm
Two-fifty dead the tribune read Oakland's going off like a bomb!
I saw - a new generation coming
Under - the smoke over Oakland
In and out - the streets are breathing
Under - the smoke over Oakland
Man it just don't seem right
You see every time I turn I around it's just the same story and it's like
It just don't seem right and I wonder is it gonna end?Hit it!
Knocking down the doors slogans on the walls
One said fight back yea the system will falL
The police came out with tear gas and flames
Chaos in the city beating them at the game
Don't pay the poll tax the headlines read
Thirty cops beaten another one dead
The fight lasted on through the Brixton night
A thousand angry looters who knew they were right
I saw - a new generation coming
Under - the smoke over Oakland
In and out - the streets are breathing
Under - the smoke over Oakland
I saw - a new generation coming
Under - the smoke over Oakland
In and out - the streets are breathing
Under - the smoke over Oakland
Started off as I fall in a ball of flame
Burning out on your sentiment, it's all in vain
Shot your 44 caliber words with aim
You might've killed the heart but you left the brain
Devastated and I hate it, see your eyes are insane
Gray and dissipated building just like rust on a chain drained
Dislocated echo in the things you say
You might've killed the heart but you left the brain
Your words are making me sick
No more lies, enough with your rhetoric
Whoa, what you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
Whoa, what you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
Cut away, cut it all away now
Cut away, cut it all away now
Cut away, cut it all away now
Cut me off at the pass, as a hydroplane
Crashing down from your promises, all were fake
Shot your 44 caliber words with aim
You might've killed the heart but you left the brain
Formulated and I'm fated to withstand the pain
Wave of generated conscience from the edge of a blade
Feigned, fabricated echo in the things you say
You might have killed the heart but you left the brain
Your words are making me sick
No more lies, enough with your rhetoric
Whoa, what you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
Whoa, what you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
Switch all the lights off, tell me what you want from me
Take my time and my energy
Turning you heart off came about so easily
It's not enough but it's plenty
Bleed in the black out, said that you'd be there for me
Now you're gone and we're history
Screaming your lungs out, say you want what's best for me
Give it up, you abandoned me
Whoa, what you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
Whoa, what you got to hide?
Whoa, you're dead inside
What a wonderful lie
Don't you feel alive?
Cut away, cut it all away now
Cut away, cut it all away now