Deep hum… one drum roll…
Heartbeat steady — bass crawl slow.
A faint voice in the smoke:

“Rise up… Jah light… rise…”

Guitar chop left, snare splash right,
Bassline heavy — dance of night.
Organ swell, fade to mist,
Delay spin, rimshot twist.

“Freedom in the wind…” 
“…wind… wind…” 
Space opens — kick alone,
Then bass returns, low as stone.

Hi-hat whispers, ghosted tone,
Trumpet line lost, half-grown.
Filter sweep through air and rain,
Each echo answering its chain.

Percussion fades, bass remains,
One chord breathes — then drains.

“Rise up… Jah light…” 
Echo falls, distorted gain.

Reverb tails shimmer like heat.

Kick roll in, snare delay stretched,
Hi-hat pinged and double-etched.
Bass climbs, steady and clear,
Chorus ghost slides through the ear:

“Zion… Zion… rise…” 

Everything drifts —
bass melts to air,
echo feeds on itself,
’til only one line remains:

“Freedom… in the wind…”

Jah light (Dub Reggae reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

New tracks tagged #Gated Spring Reverb