Rumours abound about the figure known across Australia and internationally as "Deejay Mathmatics": that he's in fact a cyborg sent to infiltrate Australian hip hop and take its illness back to an alien home planet in some far corner of the universe; or alternatively that he's sent on top secret diplomatic missions to global trouble spots like Afghanistan to negotiate UN-backed peace treaties - usually during the week between weekend club shows...
Whatever the veracity of said claims, one thing I have witnessed and so can confirm myself is that this dude is liable to tear up a club turntable booth with cuts, juggles and a mash-up set that would put 99.9% of DJs to shame, before emerging from behind the decks to freestyle a dope 16 bar verse, then top-rocking and dropping into a tight bboy freeze before moonwalking out the door with a bag of spray cans to paint an ill mural on the wall outside (lads note: on a wall, not in the fkn bathrooms...).
How long has this guy been contributing to the hip hop culture we all enjoy these days? Well, he's been a pillar of the Australian scene since 1984 - you do the maths...
