“I started to listen to grime, and my heart was telling me I needed something heavier with it.”
In a way, Native James always knew he had to fuse the two genres that claim different sides of his heart. Metal and grime aren’t the most obvious bedfellows, mind you. Sure, the nu-metal greats like Linkin Park and Limp Bizkit were already on the musician’s radar – and seeing ragga-metal icons Skindred live was a revelation – but there wasn’t anything heavy with that signature accent and emphasis on vocal delivery in grime that Native James grew up with.
Originally exposed to the rap subgenre at school in Bedford, one fateful encounter persuaded a young Native to pursue it himself.
Confronted by another kid with the simple question, ‘Can you rap?’, youthful innocence and – in hindsight – naivety made him splutter out a string of ‘yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…’. Native shakes his head at the memory.
“I had never spat a bar in my life. Never said anything in my life. And I thought they’d leave it at that, but they said, ‘Alright, do something, then!’”
And so he did. Dropping in rhymes about the Titanic and other “random shit”, it wasn’t exactly a rap battle from 8 Mile, but he walked away thinking, ‘Why don’t I actually start?’