Animals Big & Small -Olive Ball age 7

Walter the Dog singing the 12 bar blues. He was a good man

Walter Blues

Father Daughter sketch from across the continent

Far Away

Yer Hatin’ Anus” is my musical shot back at ICE and the machinery that rounds up hard-working, documented and undocumented workers, tearing families apart under a lie of “protection.” It’s a response to children in cages, the arrests of peaceful protesters, and the hypocrisy of claiming to be “pro-life” while trampling on human dignity and due process.


Yer Hatin’ Anus 

Forget the bad hombres
Just bust up some homes
Chainlink cribs and megaphones
Rolling tanks on our farmland roads
All hail the anus, while justice corrodes

He’s yer hatin’ anus, so wave that flag
Here’s your messiah with a body bag
He’s yer hatin’ anus, so full of pride
Turning troops on the countryside


Praise be the plastic god
Send in drones for the unarmed mob
“Noncompliance is now a crime!”
Caged-up kids are doing hard time


He’s yer hatin’ anus, so wave that flag
Here’s your messiah with a body bag
He’s yer hatin’ anus, so full of pride
Turning troops on the countryside


Throw some bricks, try to fight back
As he drops a tank on your cul-de-sac
Lick those boots, and keep your head down
Worship the badge, worship the crown


Your lyin’ eyes
They see what he does and ignore their cries
Your fakin’ heart
You salute while they tear us apart


Praise be the plastic god
Send in drones for the unarmed mob
“Noncompliance is now a crime!”
Caged-up kids are doing hard time


He’s yer hatin’ anus, so wave that flag
Here’s your messiah with a body bag
He’s yer hatin’ anus, so full of pride
Turning troops on the countryside


He’s yer hatin’ anus!
He’s yer hatin’ anus!
He’s yer hatin’ anus!
He’s yer hatin’ anus!

Yer Hatin’ Anus 👑

Marching boots down hometown streets
Guard in the yard where the kids used to meet
Paper crown on a plastic king
“Peace thru strength” with a tear gas sting


Troops of Main Street — freedom on a leash
Calling it a war-zone — while the city sleeps in peace
Troops of Main Street — marching through our town
Orders from the top — keep the people down


No fight to find, just a headline spin
Troops in the street where no war’s ever been
Power calls peace the “enemy within”
The law becomes lies while the mask hides the grin


Troops of Main Street — freedom on a leash
Calling it a war-zone — while the city sleeps in peace
Troops of Main Street — marching through our town
Orders from the top — keep the people down


They say it’s safety — we call it a show!
They hide the faces — we already know!
They don’t want us woke— go back to sleep
Obedience is cheap— and the cost runs deep


Troops of Main Street — freedom on a leash
Calling it a war-zone — while the city sleeps in peace
Troops of Main Street — marching through our town
Orders from the top — keep the people down


Troops of Main Street!
Troops of Main Street!
Troops of Main Street

Troops of Main Street  👑

Marching boots down hometown streets
Guard in the yard where the kids used to meet
Paper crown on a plastic king
“Peace through strength” with a tear gas sting

Troops of Main Street, freedom on a leash
Calling it a war zone, while the city sleeps in peace
Troops of Main Street, marching through our town
Orders from the top, keep the people down

No fight to find, just a headline spin
Troops in the street where no war’s ever been
Power calls peace the “enemy within”
The law becomes lies while the mask hides the grin

Troops of Main Street, freedom on a leash
Calling it a war zone, while the city sleeps in peace
Troops of Main Street, marching through our town
Orders from the top, keep the people down

They say it’s safety, we call it a show!
They hide the faces, we already know!
They don’t want us woke, go back to sleep
Obedience is cheap, and the cost runs deep

Troops of Main Street, freedom on a leash
Calling it a war zone, while the city sleeps in peace
Troops of Main Street, marching through our town
Orders from the top, keep the people down

Troops of Main Street!
Troops of Main Street!
Troops of Main Street


Troops of Main Street (Neo Con Job Mix) — a dark, driving electronic dub rework with deep bass, rolling percussion, and cinematic atmosphere. Sensual yet assertive female vocals ride the groove with dynamic phrasing and hypnotic power.

#ElectronicDub #DarkDub #Dancehall #PsyDub #DeepBass #CinematicGroove

Troops of Main Street (Neo Con Job DUB)

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Bedtimes Like These

pre-millenium analog 4 on the floor funky house mix (side a)         

from me grant be, the one like sleepy g..the whole, almost two hour long old school house set, recorded live in my livingroom. no tracks before '99 and yeah a couple of the mixes are off the rails, but fuck it, lets party, right!?

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pre-millenium analog 4 on the floor funky house mix (side b)

Summershine part 2.mp3

it's a Daniel Johnston song that I recorded on my phone on his birthday.

True Love Will Find You In The End

a one take iPhone memo of a Stones song I'm learning.

No Expectations

R3B3L BAS3 is the Dub Lab of photographer, DJ, and sonic agitator Grant B. His sound blends deep dub architecture with a punk sense of defiance.

A DJ since ’96, Grant has worked with 92.7 CFFF-FM as Music Director and President, as well as Imperial DUB Recordings and Dubtribe Sound System. He builds deep-dub atmospheres and hypnotic basslines shaped for the Rhythm Resistance.

His productions merge classic dub sensibilities with modern generative sound design, creating immersive, forward-leaning environments built for deep listening and underground rooms.

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