“I could sit here and tell you that I rap because of Young Thug or whoever,” says Lancey Foux, flicking his lighter and leaning momentarily out of frame to inhale smoke. “But I really rap because of the African artists (I grew up listening to). Their flows and cadences are beyond all of this melodic rap. The dressing and the clothes, being a sex symbol… they were doing that.”
Talking from a dimly lit bedroom ahead of a long night in the studio, the rapper regales me with stories of how his father – who owned a dry cleaners in Newham, the east London borough he grew up in – would moonlight as a DJ. Foux would help his dad ahead of sets and listen intently to his
