Now who would have thought a scruffy band like Ashtray Electric could be “fashionably late”…For real - I almost though I had been stood up (silent sob). Just as I was about to leave Libertas Theatre in Stellies after another awesome Steri quest I felt the earth like freakin rumble – yip the guys came running at me like a mad ass stampede. I’d be lying if I said that I’m not use to this – my super stash of Steri goodness does tend bring out the weird beggish animals in people…the attacking vulture kind if you know what I mean?

ANYWHOO - I have absolutely no clue who this dude is, but I think he pretty much got it right - “This new, young indie band (Ashtray Electric) has the same energy as Adam and the Ants, the sleaziness of the likes of Slade and the sex appeal of T- Rex. They’re much more than these influences, though, evoking sentiments that are entirely local.” Chris Roper, review in Best Life.

Glad you found me guys, would have hated to leave without giving you your dose of calcium for the long night ahead (and next morning)…Check it out

Cheerio,

Anika (your resident Steri-girl)

So here’s how it goes – Jack Parow signed one of our special edition Levi tee’s. Seeing as it’s a special edition STERI tee and it’s sighed by Mr Parow himself (and has his man sweat pheromones on it) the mere fact that I have it in my possession is proving to be scarily life threatening. I have decided to rather be safe, so this uber-ly awesome once-in-a-lifetime tee is now up for “auction”!

Post a Steri Rap (of any length… ) as a comment and if I think it’s dope-on-a-rope I’ll give you the tee and a whole packet of Steri love…

“A puh-puh-puh-dee-puh (that’s me doing the human beatbox)

I walk down the street
Drinking steri…
uh cos its sweet
Got my converse on my feet
Can I get a retweet?”

That’s a good example of something to do better than.

Competition closes on Friday… (you’ll need to leave us an email or twitter address to get hold of you)

Peace out julle.

Woord to jou moeder! We like to celebrate radness in all its many different incarnations and what could be more skillfully rad than the man Jack Parow. He’s been dropping the bomb behind the boerewors curtain for a while now and is going frickin thermonuclear as I type.

We caught up with him in the luxurious confines of his dressing room in the bosch to pay homage with some steri love. Yip - Jack is definitely cooler as ekke, maar ‘n chocolate Steri is nog steeds die beste!