Decades-long DJ of the Budapest-based underground radio station, Tilos FM90,3, LONGMAN, who began his musical career as a member of the legendary Hungarian duo Airbag more than two decades ago, is arriving to Sub-y-dub-y-doo with a special dub selection.

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LONGMAN | Sub-Y-Dub-Y-Doo Ep. 72 | 09/11/2025

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Over the past two years, the Mega Magic Mushrooms have spread their spores across almost the entire planet. The entire planet?? — NO!! Green Crystal, as the invaders call him, still stands firm. Powered by the mighty DUB engine, he’s ready to strike back with word, sound and power. Rootical dub vibrations have already driven the shrooms out of the cities. But now they’re creeping toward the last sacred herb fields — the true source of humanity’s healing. The remaining indigenous people fiercely defend their small village and the precious fields from the dark forces of the magic mushrooms, as Green Crystal returns with eight brand-new dub cuts. The year 2025 will reveal how the story unfolds. But one thing is certain → The fields must be protected!

Credits:
Music by Dub Plantage
Mastering by André Fuchs
Artwork by Carolina Canasta

07 Ticket To Planet Eden Clip

08 Shelter Clip

06 Our Majesty Clip

03 Tribute To The Queen Clip

04 Harlequin Clip

05 Red Moon Clip

Wake up, they say. Praise the morning. Sing the hymn of the hammer and the coin. Yeah.

The alarm coughs like an old man with a toothache,
I slap the face of it and the room spits daylight.
I tumble out of bed like a puppet unlearned,
Shove my feet into shoes and my patience into my shirt.
Toast tastes like apologies, coffee’s a bitter prayer,
I choke it down like medicine and pretend it’s fun.
Brush my teeth to a song nobody likes,
Blow-dry dreams until they burn — prepare for a new day.

Sing me the Alarm Clock Gospel, hallelujah, sell me the time,
March me to the door with a rhythm like a dime.
I earn the booze for someone else’s glass, forgot how to count my lows,
Sing me the Alarm Clock Gospel while the city steadily grows.

Traffic's a tin river, horns are a chorus of crows,
The highway's an arena where tired men go for their eternal last lap.
We sit in our boxes, we honk like trapped birds,
Counting red lights like sins, swearing gratitude for being here. 
A billboard smiles like a preacher with a pocketful of lies,
The dashboard’s my confessional, but I miss forgiveness.
Somebody’s making fortunes while I'm on my commute,
I polish my rage with a plastic smile and a mute salute.

Sing me the Alarm Clock Gospel, hallelujah, sell me the time,
March me to the door with a rhythm like a dime.
I stitch my hours into someone else’s coat, I trade my name for nickels and shows,
Sing me the Alarm Clock Gospel, watch me bow while the brass band blows.

They say be grateful — like gratitude’s a badge you can pin,
Like thanks is a currency that buys you out of the din.
I hand my life to the machine, it gives me back a grin,
Says, “Be glad to be working,” and I swallow the sin.

There’s a man in a tower with his pockets full of doom,
He counts the thunder and the lightning and then sells you the moon. 
My name’s on a pay stub like a ghost in a file,
My dreams filed under “deal done” in the country of the mile. 
At five I’ll shuffle home with the sunset in my shoes,
Smile for the children and swear that I’m true.
But at night I hear the alarm tick-ticking like a judge,
A metronome of mercy and the kind of quiet that won’t budge.

Sing me the Alarm Clock Gospel, hallelujah, hand me the coin,
Bless my tie and my small talk, teach me to join.
I’ll whistle crossing the metal gates, I’ll tip my hat to the moon,
Sing me the Alarm Clock Gospel — I’ll be grateful, and I’ll croon.

Wake up. Praise the morning. Sing the hymn of the hammer and the coin.
Pass the plate — pass the time. Keep the light on, baby. Keep the light on.

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Alarm Clock Gospel

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Thanks for listening to my music. I'm in the music scene for more than 50 years now, played thousands of gigs and released 15 albums. Never made it to the big stage, always a musicians musician, just a nicer word for having no success. Now retiring off stage and doing what I do with new productions. Never been into mainstream music, love people like Leonard Cohen or Tom Waits, outsiders who defined an own musicology. Like it or not, I'm always trying to deliver quality music, hopefully some people will find a couple of tracks they like to listen to again. This will make my day, thanks.

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