The MC on Damon Albarn’s inner child, hating the Queen – and burning the union jack
It has just gone midday in Northampton and Slowthai’s day is off to a good, late start. He meets me in his mum’s back garden, wearing a pristine tracksuit and a dreamy grin that turns out to be a permanent fixture. His voice bubbles with mirth, as if he’s constantly remembering something funny. “Fresh out the bath,” he explains. “Fresh like a baby. Sun’s out. Feeling good.”
Tyron Kaymone Frampton goes by Slowthai because he used to slur and mumble, so his friends would call him Slow Ty. These days, he can’t stop talking but it’s too late to change it now. Accompanied by his cousin and manager Lewis and his friend and driver Chad, we head for Abington Park, where he spent a significant portion of his adolescence. Eyes gleaming, hands weaving, Frampton turns a walk in the park on a bright spring day into one long Proustian rush, with an anecdote at every turn. Here’s the hill where he and his mates let off a box of fireworks and ran from the police; there’s the bench where he wrote his 2018 breakthrough single T N Biscuits to cheer himself up after losing his job at Next. His reminiscences are punctuated by lively theories about such diverse topics as squirrels, serial killers and carrots, not all of which withstand close inspection. Lewis smiles indulgently: “Everything Ty says is 50% true.”
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