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As things unfolded I went through a number of phases, but the immediate, overriding feeling was one of complete shock. I was in quite a bad place for some time. Anyway, if you got this far thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy the tunes. For the next 3 years or so this one event was all anybody asked me about. Finally I just wanted to express how grateful and appreciative I am for the friends, artists, colleagues and strangers that have stuck by me and shown so much love, support and mad patience over the last however many years. I guess having that dream torn up in front of me hit me pretty hard. I was unable to work and withdrew from life in general. It was frustrating and disorientating to find that I had no ownership over the story or the music and that people were choosing to believe a different truth. I wanted to create a positive environment that artists could be supported in and stand together through some of the pressures that can make this industry difficult to navigate. Hopefully, this message gives it all a bit of context and answers a few questions about it. I believe these particular versions of tracks may have come from a burned CD that got misplaced — a fair amount of people would have had access to my music in various forms between and The first I knew about the leak was when I woke up to a phone call from my management at around 3 am on the night it happened. Nothing was found, but by this time it was almost a year after the leak had taken place. No-one in my team knew how best to deal with something like this and there was some confusion as to how we should react. A large proportion of this music was to be completed and released officially in some format. The leak consisted of a fairly random collection of tracks I had made over quite a long period of time from roughly to , in various stages of completion. Some are short skits and beats from my MySpace page back in the day before I signed a record deal. There were some long term effects for me following the leak. Peace, Jai P.{/INSERTKEYS}{/PARAGRAPH} I wanted to use this opportunity to share a little information about what happened regarding my music in April As you may know, some of my unfinished demos were put up for sale illegally via Bandcamp. I soon felt unable to engage with it at all. Founding the Paul Institute has also been an important step for me in terms of putting stuff out there again and getting back to what I love. On a personal level, things gradually went south and I had a breakdown of sorts. {PARAGRAPH}{INSERTKEYS}A message for fans. I felt pretty alone with everything, like no-one else seemed to view the situation in the same way I did: as a catastrophe. Thanks to co-operation from PayPal and Bandcamp, everyone who paid money to download the music was refunded. I contacted the City of London Police immediately. I suppose the music was special to me in a way, stuff that I began writing as a teenager in my room just for fun, eventually signing my record deal with it at 21, and hoping that I could put it towards a debut album with XL. There was no way to fix what happened and continue down our original path. I am thankful for that. Whoever was behind it likely planned it this way. I wanted to put two new tracks out to say thank you. I was also frustrated by how all this was being framed online, leading to the widespread belief that I had decided to leak my own music, despite my record label and I saying otherwise. Whoever was behind the leak collected a significant amount of money from sales, which was quickly frozen by the Police. A police investigation started during the Summer. Email addresses from the Bandcamp page and a linked PayPal account led to two suspects who were eventually arrested, their property raided and computers seized. I understand that it might have seemed like a positive thing to a lot of people — the music they had been waiting to hear was finally out there — but for me, it was very difficult to deal with. I remember thinking if we could act fast we might be able to contain it somewhat and keep damage to a minimum. I guess this all made it feel like I had thousands of people not believing me, not trusting me, and also that in some strange way I was responsible for all of it. However, because it was 3 am on Saturday morning it was tough to get hold of anybody. There was a significant loss of trust.