So, after what can only be described as an unusual day, I will leave you with some Charlatan lolz courtesy of @johntyodonty over on Twitter.

We asked, “what happens when you cross the Stone Roses frontman with Cindy (the beauty spot) Crawford?”

And, one more for the road…

Here’s a track from TEEN’s second full-length album, The Way and Color (missing that ‘u’ never gets less painful). The band is made up of three sisters (lead singer Teeny Lieberson, keyboardist Lizzie Lieberson and drummer Katherine Lieberson) plus bassist Boshra AlSaadi and this is brilliantly frenetic single from it. (The full album will be released in April.)

BYE!

And so, having asked all of you lovely lot to send in your questions for Danny Brown, who came into our office around lunchtime today, we then (you may, or may not have noticed) fell fairly silent on the subject. We can finally reveal to you the reason: rapper Danny Brown walked out after a row over a scotch/“Scottish” egg. I’m having to really hold my tongue to avoid using the semi-obligatory “-gate” suffix.

The Guide’s Luke Holland writes:

Brown – a good egg, generally, the irony of which has been noted – had agreed to visit the Guardian to answer readers’ questions on the Guide Daily blog and take part in a British snack taste test. Brown was no fan of the “Scottish egg” and made no bones of his dislike of the egg wrapped in meat wrapped in breadcrumb. This slight to a staple of British life triggered a patriotic line of questioning from Paul MacInnes, Guide editor and self-proclaimed Scotch egg enthusiast, who enquired as to Brown’s negative feelings towards the egg.

This enquiry in turn irked Brown, just as he was about to begin his Q+A. His two-man entourage sensed a change in mood and cut the interview short, leaving unanswered questions and an untouched Scotch egg – one that this reporter enjoyed greatly.

Go to the article for more on scotch egg-gate, gah, sorry.

This afternoon I happened upon something MASSIVE (it’s a couple of days old now – despite my finger being so firmly on the cultural pulse it frequently aches, I somehow missed it): a song with accompanying video by the Jamaican bobsleigh team. And, thanks to it’s 8-bit nature, it has something pleasingly Super Mario Brothers about it.

“IT’S BOBSLED TIME!” (complete with papayas).

This appeared on my Twitter timeline, and I couldn’t help but share it here.

Whit-woo, Ian. Oh, and happy birthday Cindy and Ian both.

Ben Affleck is… wait for it … a Democratic Republic of Congo expert. Yep. He has been called to testify before Congress as such, so it must be right. I’m not trying to diss him – I’m sure he’s very nice and clever – but surely Congress can find a more apt ‘Africa expert’.

Here’s Geri Halliwell regaling the codgers at Capitol Hill about life in the Zambia.

Over in the Twittersphere today, a great idea was hatched. Jessie Ware dreamed the dream that Prince’s next London gig was at Riley’s in Streatham:

The fella that is Ghostpoet went one better:

To which we say YES. First off, can you imagine those same moves but minus a whole lot of friction? Next, imagine the outfits… figure skating and crazy threads seem to be as passionate bedfellows as bangers and mash. Prince on ice, what’s not to love?

James Franco weighed in yesterday in the New York Times with his two cents on the Shia LaBeouf debaucle/performance art, saying:

The recent erratic behavior of Shia LaBeouf, the 27-year-old actor best known as the star of the “Transformers” movies, has sent the press into a feeding frenzy.

He goes on to ask, were his plagiarised tweets apologising for plagiarism “clever or pathological?” Is his behaviour a sign of a “nervous breakdown” or “mere youthful recklessness”.

To sum up, Franco muses:

Mr. LaBeouf has been acting since he was a child, and often an actor’s need to tear down the public creation that constrains him occurs during the transition from young man to adult. I think Mr. LaBeouf’s project, if it is a project, is a worthy one. I just hope that he is careful not to use up all the good will he has gained as an actor in order to show us that he is an artist.

XL Recordings yesterday announced that Jungle have joined the XL family. To celebrate, they’ve launched the below, pretty funktastic, single: Busy Earnin’. Last year saw them have some success with singles Heat (bring back the roller disco!) and Platoon.

We’re all about musicians and food this afternoon, it seems. First we had DB munching on the wrong flavour Monster Munch, reeling with disgust at the insides of a creme egg and the smell of a scotch egg. Then we had Björk and her fruity thanks.

Now we have… Eminem in some kind of mind-bending John Malkovich-esque shot handing out M & Ms to other Eminems.

Don’t say we don’t do right by you, yeah?

While we’re chatting about the Brits anyway, I feel like this might be a good moment to pop up a cheeky video of what may well be the loveliest lemon-est Brits moment ever.

Ellie here, ready for the afternoon shift and full of contemplation about how anyone could not love scotch eggs. Maybe it just needed some mayo, or grainy mustard? Anyhoo…

Over on Guardian Music, they’re running a poll today asking what you lot thought of Alex Turner’s speech last night at the Brits. Just to recap, this is what he said (/waxed sodding lyrical about):

That rock ‘n‘roll, eh? That rock’n‘roll, it just won’t go away. It might hibernate from time to time, and sink back into the swamp. I think the cyclical nature of the universe in which it exists demands it adheres to some of its rules.

But it’s always waiting there, just around the corner. Ready to make its way back through the sludge and smash through the glass ceiling, looking better than ever. Yeah, that rock’n‘roll, it seems like it’s faded away sometimes, but it will never die. And there’s nothing you can do about it.

So far, I’m flabbergasted to report, ‘Brilliant’ is coming out on top. What do you reckon? Hit us up in the comments below or on Twitter.

Also, here’s Michael Hann, the Guardian’s music editor’s, take on the speech. Including the line – in response to the “that rock’n’roll, eh? That rock’n’roll, it just won’t go away”:

Mind you the “it just won’t go away” makes rock’n’roll sound as if it’s a Jehovah’s Witness who won’t accept your refusal to buy a copy of the Watchtower.

Quite.

Move over Jay Rayner: Danny Brown’s in the Guardian office and sampling some of the best of British cuisine for us. On the menu: roast beef Monster Munch, scotch eggs and a Creme Egg.

UPDATE: Guide listings editor Lanre Bakare’s shared some of his perspectives from the snack scene itself:

Does Danny love the “roast beef flavour corn snack”?

Oh, right. So pickled onion would’ve been better, huh?

From Lanre:

Things started off on a sombre note when Danny realised I’d bought roast beef instead of pickled onion (he spotted the toxic yellow packaging immediately). But, he gamely ate about half the packet.

How about store-bought scotch eggs?

Well. At least scotch eggs are amusing, if not inedible, in his view.

What was it like in person, Lanre?

We moved on to the Ginster pasty which Danny described as being “heavy as fuck.” He didn’t eat any of it. Then the soon-to-be infamous scotch egg came out. Now as you can see by his reaction to simply smelling the egg Danny was taken aback. He’d only ever seen one of these things before in Minnesota, and that was a small, warm beautiful egg. This one was bought from a supermarket around the corner and was clap cold.

Okay, okay: Creme eggs?

Come on, Lanre. He must’ve loved these:

Finally, Danny tried a Cadbury creme egg. He’d eaten these before but they were the US version which has caramel in the middle rather than the sickly ooze juice which issues forth from the British version. He obviously loved it.

Not so much.

While Danny’s take on some British snacks went pretty well, things took a turn afterwards. We’ll, er, have more on that in a bit. Stay tuned.

The meme’d, fashion conscious Detroit rapper has arrived. And we’ve got a couple of things in store for him, but just hold on a bit longer for that.

If you’re in the grips of post-Brits Disclosure/Bastamental/Ellie Goulding overkill, here are some new tracks to mix things up.

Dum Dum Girls – Too True to be Good

Director Nathanial Brown made this video, with V Magazine, for the fringed foursome star. If you like roses and burned-out photos, you’ll be pleased.

Big Narstie – What’s the Story? Brixton Glory mixtape

Grime MC Big Narstie raps over Coldplay and includes Oasis interview samples on this mixtape. Um, there’s really nothing more to say.

Perfect P____ – I

Our recent new band of the day Perfect P____ (once known as Perfect Pussy) released another song where we can’t hear a thing singer Meredith is saying, but I’m cool with that.

Meanwhile – Luvletta

Didn’t catch Prince’s recent spate of surprise shows in London? If you’re in Manchester, you’ve still got a chance. Otherwise there’s always Meanwhile, who wears his Prince influences so openly that it’s a little shocking.

Guys, is anyone excitedly blazing through several episodes of Netflix’s US House of Cards adaptation? Americans went crazy for it when the new season dropped last Friday (14 Feb) but I’ve stalled somewhere near episode 3 already.

Let us know in the comments whether you think it’s worth a binge-watch, or have even heard about it. If you don’t have Netflix, please feel free to scowl at this post.

Or, watch House of Cards star Kevin Spacey chat to Jon Stewart on the Daily Show instead.

While you were either raving it up at a Brits afterparty (ha, not so much), trying to avoid all talk of the Brits (sorry, I will eventually stop) or just sleeping soundly late last night:

• Chronicle director John Trank was rumoured to have cast Jamie Bell, Kate Mara and Michael B. Jordan in his summer 2015 Fantastic Four reboot;
• Jada Pinkett Smith joined Batman-inspired series Gotham’s cast;
• Terrence Howard joined Lee Daniels’ hip hop drama, Empire;
• Sharon Stone sues Bob Yari and his Hemingway biopic production team;
  
• And SNL cast members made this farewell video for comedian Seth Meyers (who’s joined the late night talk show circuit). Aww:
  

Last night, while Tim Jonze manically liveblogged the entire Brit awards ceremony, musicians and haters were also doing their thing on Twitter. First, these rather lovely tweets from rapper Ghostpoet, producer and singer MNEK and vocalist Jessie Ware warmed my heart:

Then apparently a lot of tweeters think Katy Perry is the most basic popstar of all? Sigh, there goes that warm, fuzzy feeling:

Morning everybody, it’s Tshepo here. I’m ready to take you on a journey through the depths of recapping last night’s Brit awards, some new music from around the world and web and my giddy excitement about Danny Brown’s visit to the office this afternoon.

First, this:

Get it, Grimmers.