Name: Later by rare_version
Duration: 4 min
Description: Rif Kif Dubman’s hidden demo Later, a Dub Breakbeat Trip-hop track that never made it to release. A raw and playful groove, kept alive through rare_version.

A powerful and immersive track where dark basslines and fractured percussion blend with futuristic synthetic layers. This piece evokes a crumbling city illuminated by flickering neon lights, remnants of a glorious past.

Wild Earl presents his groundbreaking new album titled "2070 Arabian Motor Man Playing Dangerous Distortion Game But Jumping And Enjoying Another Abstract Sunset Away At Ameder With Music". This ambitious project takes listeners on a journey through a futuristic, surreal, and emotionally charged soundscape.

Set in the year 2070, the album explores a dystopian world where humanity faces the consequences of its technological obsessions. Tracks like Arabian and Motor evoke the relentless hum of machines and the mystique of desert landscapes, while Man reflects on the human condition in an increasingly artificial world.

The energy shifts with Playing and Dangerous, capturing the thrill of risk and the tension of living on the edge, before plunging into the chaos of Distortion, where reality begins to warp. Game then pulls listeners into a labyrinth of choices, where every move carries weight.

The album’s emotional core lies in moments of introspection, like But, a pause between hope and uncertainty, and Jumping, a bold leap into the unknown. Tracks like And and Enjoying weave together fleeting moments of connection and joy amidst the chaos.

As the journey continues, Another opens the door to alternate realities, while Abstract and Sunset paint vivid, surreal landscapes of endings and new beginnings. Away offers a sense of escape, leading to At, the point of convergence where everything comes together.

The enigmatic Ameder stands as a symbolic destination, shrouded in mystery, while With and Music remind us of the universal bonds that transcend time and space.

Wild Earl’s "2070 Arabian Motor Man Playing Dangerous Distortion Game But Jumping And Enjoying Another Abstract Sunset Away At Ameder With Music" is a sonic adventure that challenges, inspires, and captivates, leaving listeners eager to explore its depths again and again.

I used to work in a municipal council depot in the late 1980’s and met some brilliant characters. Ronnie was one of them - he used to walk 3 miles each way to work/home. He had interesting views on life! It’s a bleak folk song but with some humour thrown in. They all used quite fruity/earthy expressions and I wanted to capture some of that. I hope you enjoy it. Mastered by RCD Digital. 
Lyrics 

Cough up the green, like a dying mans wheeze 
Mould on the walls, there’s no enjoyment 
Clothes so damp, they’ll rot your bones
It’s all frustration and disappointment 

Life is a sore that never heals

Day after day it’s just
Walk to work, pick up them bags 
Throw them in as the packerplate screeches 
Home, eat, soak my plums if I’m lucky, then sleep
But it’s still dark when I wake up! 

In all weather we work, shine, snow and rain
Fevers and puking, we push through the pain
But don’t think the boss will let you be late 
The old man will lose it and show you the gate!!

Life is a sore that never heals

Day after day it’s just
Walk to work, pick up those bags
Throw them in as the packer plate screeches 
Home, eat, sink some pints if I’m lucky
And sleep, but it’s still dark when I wake up 

And the great and the good, shiny and monied
their perfect kids with daddy and mummy 
What’s it to me where they live, what they do
How they’re doing in school, or where they holiday to?
I don’t care , it’s not my life
Leave me alone! 

And now there’s lots of management around
To save some money and cut some rounds
But there’s only so much these old bones can take
Push me too hard and the old back will break

Scratch cards! Yeah scratch cards
Thank God for scratch cards 
One lucky match,  I break free
But until then, it’s the same old routine

Day after day it’s just
Walk to work 
Pick up those bags
Throw them in as the packer plate screeches 
Home, eat, sit and rest if I’m lucky 
Then sleep, but it’s still dark when I wake up! 

James Whiteman copyright (lyrics 2017; music 2025)

Ronnie’s Lament (The Loader)

Évanescence rythmique

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Lyrics :

The Immigrants "Bow to Rise"

[Intro] 
If you wanna rise, You gotta bend low. Bend low, bend slow. Yeah, that’s how the game goes.
[Verse 1] 
Bless the boss with the shiny shoes, Laughs too loud, got nothing to lose. Always got some clowns around, Standing stiff, spinning round and round.
Acting big, but he’s full of air, Talk too slick? Better beware. Boom boom, pop pop, just noise, Clown kings playing with broken toys.
[Pre-Chorus] 
Bend low, bend slow, Bend your pride just so. Smile fake, stand in line, Pretend you fine, pretend you fine.
[Chorus] 
If you wanna rise, you gotta bow. Bend your back, fake that vow. If you wanna rise, you gotta bow, Play the fool, at least for now.
[Verse 2] 
Promises cracked like worn-out boots, Oaths so fake they got no roots. If the prince got pockets of sand, Don’t expect gold in the people’s hands.
Heads up, kid, watch your back, After this hustle, what you gonna stack? Think this world gonna smile for you? You might see what the blind never knew.
[Pre-Chorus] 
Bend low, bend slow, Bend your pride just so. Smile fake, stand in line, Pretend you fine, pretend you fine.
[Chorus] 
If you wanna rise, you gotta bow. Bend your back, fake that vow. If you wanna rise, you gotta bow, Play the fool, at least for now.
[Bridge] 
What's the game, what's the play? A broken crown on a broken day. Say "hi" to the puppets, wave to the throne, Kiss the ring, or break the stone.
[Outro] 
Bow to rise, Bow to rise, Bend your pride, Bow to rise.



Bow to Rise

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Rif Kif Dubman’s hidden demo Later, a Dub Breakbeat Trip-hop track that never made it to release. A raw and playful groove, kept alive through rare_version.

Later

A playful yet tragic digital breakup anthem. Lyrics use clever imagery of firewalls, saved files, and pixelated memories. Production mirrors the theme with glitch effects, stuttering synth leads, and sudden pauses that mimic system errors. The drop feels like a reboot, sharp and unpredictable.

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