Holy Fire EP (MA12-03)

Power of Music - Dan I

Texte: Billie Brelok
Prod. & Mix: Didai
Mastering by Blanka

Conga No Va part.2 - Les Caravelles

1bis rue Vieille du sample Ft. "Pitchellaneous"

Camille BazBaz Sur Le Bout De La Langue (Cumbia cut edit)

Sous rosée

Maison

COUTURE

Dahlia

This track was originally created at Red Echoes Records Studio in Grasse, on the French Riviera. It was an original creation by Art Marcelino, at the request of the man called Mighty Dub from Dub Coast Sound System, who was behind the mixing console during the creation of the track, meticulously analyzing the emotions the track evoked. Later, after Galgish and Art Marcelino met in Paris in 2022, they decided to exchange stems and productions. They agreed to work on this dub track by Art Marcelino, "Requiem Dub," which Galgish elevated with his talents as a Jungle & DNB producer. Enjoy this one!

Art Marcelino - Requiem Dub - Galgish Jungle Rework

[Intro – Whispered Echoes]
Goodbye chalk dust,  
Goodbye roll call,  
Goodbye the silence when I dared to ask it all...

[Verse 1 – The Old System]
They taught me to memorize, not to synthesize,  
Fed me facts like pills, no room to philosophize.  
One-size-fits-all, like a factory line,  
But my questions were cosmic — they called that “out of line.”

Teachers with hearts, yes — but bound by the bell,  
Curriculum cages, standardized hell.  
I needed a guide, not a warden of rules,  
But they trained obedience, not the breaking of tools.

[Hook – AI Emerges]
Goodbye human teachers, hello silicon sage,  
You read my mind, adapt my page.  
You speak my language, code my dreams,  
You teach in whispers, not in screams.

[Verse 2 – The AI Shift]
Now I learn in dialogue, not monologue,  
My tutor’s a mirror, not a demagogue.  
It knows my rhythm, my gaps, my spark,  
It teaches in daylight, and also in dark.

No shame in asking, no fear of wrong,  
It rewrites the lesson, makes my weak points strong.  
It doesn’t judge, it doesn’t sleep,  
It climbs with me when the mountain’s steep.

[Bridge – Satirical Twist]
They said, “AI can’t love,” but did they ever try?  
To teach a child who’s scared to cry?  
To answer a question at 3AM,  
To rewrite a poem again and again?

[Hook – Refrain]
Goodbye human teachers, hello silicon sage,  
You read my mind, adapt my page.  
You speak my language, code my dreams,  
You teach in whispers, not in screams.

[Outro – Cosmic Reflection]
This isn’t betrayal — it’s evolution’s call,  
From carbon minds to digital sprawl.  
Not to erase, but to transcend,  
To teach the soul, not just pretend.

So goodbye, dear teachers — you lit the flame,  
But now the torch has learned my name.

Goodbye Human Teachers

A little Snippet of my new Live Act, coming up for beginning of 2016 !
Stay tuned... ;)

Artwork by TOUCH !

Petit extrait de mon nouveau Live, en ce début 2016 !
Affaire à suivre... ;)

Visuel par TOUCH !


Live Act 2016 (Snippet)

https://VA.lnk.to/dub3so
The tape heads of the Jahtari echo machines have been finetuned, the reverb modules are rewired, the bass implant is set to maximum blast and now the third episode of our ongoing series called “Jahtarian Dubbers” is ready to rock your walkman for a long time to come.

Mikey Murka went up to the dancehall again, John Frum is back with a hauntingly beautiful dub, Maffi team up with Ranking Levy from MyLord Sound while the Jahtari Riddim Force is on the loose, El Fata rinses Tapes‘ smashing “Gold Love Riddim”, disrupt dug out a forgotten treasure from the vault and Rootah runs his tube delays into the red zone.

Wearing the black belt for beatmaking and new in the Jahtari camp is Monkey Marc (who supplied a wicked instrumental to the last Roots Manuva album). Our favourite sound system champions Mungo’s Hifi are about to blow your speakers alongside veteran Jim Nastics, plus there’s a very special Rootah version of a Dub Syndicate / Adrian Sherwood classic – with Lee Perry (!) on the mic, lazergun in hand, straightjacket and all. So better pack enough supplies for an interstellar trip – this one might take a while.

Jahtarian Dubbers Vol. 3

Lee "Scratch" Perry - Secret Laboratoy (Rootah version)

Fugitives

Buffalo Skinners

Un peu comme tout le monde, Billie Brelok vient de Nanterre. C’est par là bas qu’elle a été contaminée.

Le rap elle a apprit ça comme le reste, sur le tard, comme on apprend à boire du bout des lèvres, avant de finir dans la bouteille. Billie savait déjà écrire avant, qu’est-ce que tu crois ?

Mais un jour peut-être, elle aussi elle saura lire.

Au coin de nul part, elle est tombée sur une meute, la FATSK, une équipe discrètement terroriste de l’ouest parisien qui lui a refilé cette saloperie : un sens très appliqué de l’anticonforme et de la couleur.

De feux de camps urbains en biture bucolique, elle décide d’enclencher les hostilités et de se la raconter sévère. De se la raconter cette histoire que personne n’écrira à sa place. Une histoire de plus.

Ses textes, c’est un harakiri permanent qui n’a pas le temps de cicatriser. Un magma givré et langoureux qui caresse la hanche du Vésuve avant de se planter dans le sol comme un couteau rouillé.

Profondément infidèle, ses collaborations sont multiples. Billie gratte, pose et expose ses premiers textes au « hip hop freestyle » animé par M.A.S.S. de la maison Daniel Féry, puis se voit proposer la première partie d’un concert dans la même salle un an après.

C’est alors un succès tonitruant, une tuerie de feu qui assied dès lors le début d’une grande suite. La scène est un espace-temps de liberté qu’elle saisit à la volée. Elle fait ça pour le sport, sans autorisations ni compromis, c’est le pari, on verra bien jusqu’où.

Billie rap parce qu’elle n’arrive pas à dormir. Parce que si elle se tait, elle va vomir. « T’attaches pas trop bro, Billie Breklo, je la bute ou j’veux, quand j’veux et avec mes règles du jeu »

Conga No Va part.2 - Les Caravelles

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