K.I.D VICIOUS is the furious spoken word project of Manc-based punk-poet Connor Seed. Outspoken on a lot of political issues most artists dare not mention, Seed combines his rage with his settings and sensibility for words to make some of the most articulate art you can consume today. I sat down and picked his brains over a lotta important issues, and some less important issues. Here's what happened when we bridged the subjects of Sleaford Mods, the plight of the workers, and fucking dead pigs with Connor.
Tell us about your upbringing – what was it like? (was it musical?)
I had an alright childhood. I cared for me Mum up until I moved into me Dad's at about 14 but me Dad were always around. He got me into most of the music that's influenced me really - from the Beautiful South to Carter USM to Fischerspooner, all the way back to Little Richard. I just could never put any of the musical stuff into practice. Dad got us a couple of acoustic guitars from our mate who worked at the tip and charity shops I think but then he went and got me an electric guitar when I turned 11. Only thing I've done with it is accidentally write a Courteeners song when I fell over it. That's why I mate around with Rhys (the musical side of K.I.D VICIOUS) - he's the talent to my gobshite.
Where exactly are ya from?
I'm from a little town called Clitheroe in Lancashire. It was one of those Stepford Wives idyllic, middle class, Nuclear family havens that hides the huge gaps between people's financial situations. There were just a lot of desperate people regardless of class. After leaving college I ended up working at me local library while I decided whether to go to uni or not.
I've ended up at Manchester Met studying English and Creative Writing so I'm pretty happy with how things turned out.
As a poet, who d’you take influence from?
Well, I liked John Cooper Clarke growing up but I wouldn't say I take influence from him - at least not consciously anyway. Song lyrics have always been important to me - more than dead fucking poets. I'm just sick of every cunt with a book on Oscar Wilde pretending to be relevant with their Johnny Borrell haircut and back catalogue of poems on how trees are nice. If I wanna think about how trees are nice I go outside and look at them instead of wanking off to all this romantic bollocks that stinks of desperation and Lynx Africa.
That's what I take influence from. Cunts like that.
Do you feel like there’s an authentic voice for the working classes in today’s cultural landscape?
I don't know. There's a real battle for authenticity all over the place. People want their working class heroes to be labouring in fucking coal mines and resent them as soon as they've earned the money to live a little. There's a lot of voices that probably aren't as authentic as they seem but there's also too many people trying to dictate what their heroes lives should have been like. Life's shit for huge swathes of the general public at the minute and whatever the fuck John Lennon said - a working class hero is not something to be. We've been bred to fight each other for too long. Who the fuck actually cares that someone from Twitter is slagging off a member of a semi-famous band for being from better stock than the rest - if they're saying something relevant then they're authentic enough for me. But then you've got the other side - the radio one Britpop enthusiasts who think they're authentic but aren't actually saying owt behind their leather jackets.
The big question: do you think Jason Williamson (Sleaford Mods) could beat Isaac from Slaves in a fight?
I don't think either of them try to seem proper tough but if Issac's backbone is anything like Are You Satisfied then I'm going down Coral and putting me money on Jason.
Rank the people in the picture in order of favourites
Shane McGowan's first purely because Rum, Sodomy & The Lash soundtracked me life for a few years. It was always there breathing down me neck and they were better than the Libertines when I saw them at Hyde Park.
Mark E Smith is second. I've had a bit of a love affair with The Fall for the last few years and I can't think of another band that has sounded like so many other bands to come after them. Rebellious Jukebox sounds like it's from a twisted, alternate universe where Kaiser Chiefs actually made good music.
Nick Cave has to come last. I've never really properly sat down and listened to as much of his stuff as I could have done. I still remember the first time I heard Up Jumped The Devil and The Mercy Seat though. The Mercy Seat proper moved me so I should check out more.
What do you think for the political future of Britain; what are the chances of seeing Corbyn in power by 2020?
Well we've got four more years of intense pegging before we have to choose so it may lose momentum. I hope it doesn't though. People keep talking about it like we aren't living history right now. This government will be looked back on in years to come with shame and damnation. The sooner we get that pig fucking, tax dodging, sweaty forehead out of Downing Street the better. The local council results were good for Labour though considering the voter turn out is usually pretty low. We've also got to deal with the party line too - a lot of MP's within Labour need to realise that Corbyn was democratically elected with about 60 percent of the vote. If it weren't a majority then I could see their point but the party base made their choice. If we sort all that out, I think we could be in with a good chance of having a Labour government in coalition with the SNP - if it gains a bit more momentum though I think we could have the first 'real' Labour government in years. It's on my letter to Father Christmas.
You can hear K.I.D VICIOUS' excellent Mick's Tape below.
Words: Calum Cashin