Clip single Mingman Pouls
French Dub Poetry
titre Le Cri 
images Alain Fernandez
Riddim and text Mingman Pouls
Album Depuis l'aube commin' soon

Mingman Pouls - Le cri

The Earth is a sacred place to be nurtured, not abused. Life is so much better when we go "back to the land". AYO

Words by PablOGt
Beats by Anansi
Cover by PBIS

Back to the Land

Une heure d'émission en compagnie de Kamel "Dubpoet" pour nous faire découvrir en avant-première la sortie de son nouvel album et son univers musical mystique et militant.
Une bonne claque de vibes, suivie des dernières découvertes et sorties, notamment sur le big label Chouette records.
Enjoy !

Wise Up Station #205 - Spéciale Kamel DubPoet - 14-09-2023

"When We Rise"

Over the course of her career, the New York born Jess Klein has put out nearly fifteen perfect albums. From her Rykodisc debut Draw Them Near in 2000 to other winning entries like 2006's City Garden and 2014's Learning Faith, Klein has demonstrated she's a singer/songwriter of tremendous strength and heart. Blessed with a natural penchant to write hook-filled songs with burning emotional center and big scruffy hearts, her new album When We Rise is another winning entry in her brilliant discography. Redolent with hope, resolve and stability in a world that doesn't stop shaking, When We Rise is a rousing call to arms--from the defiant "You're Never Gonna Break Me" to the stirring "Safe Harbor," this album is a blast of sonic comfort that's fiery, affecting and reviving.

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“ECLIPSE”
COS TAFARI & ROOTS HITEK

The Dub Realms and Ras Cos Tafari present to you the latest full length album from the word sound ‘heart-ist’ COS TAFARI the result of collaborative movements between Roots Hitek Music (UK) , and I-Negus Records (UK / JA)

This set of tunes are the result of groundings held in West London
from 2020 and after, and will be made available here on CD and in future on digital.
“ECLIPSE", an 18 track set signifies the advent of an era when Global capitalist greed and oppressive forces face a reckoning, and the wind of change in our African world in trampling the ills of Neo-Colonialism.

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ECLIPSE Cos Tafari Sampler

"Silent Flow" – A Ska track blending deep introspective vibes with ethereal melodies. The song narrates a spiritual journey along the river, where the whispering breeze and moonlit reflections guide the mind from urban chaos to cosmic understanding. With rhythmic sitar lines, soulful horns, and hypnotic bass, Taba X explores themes of self-reflection, freedom, and unity with the universe. The slow-burning tempo gradually transforms, symbolizing the connection between the earthly and the celestial. Smoke. Reflect. Flow.

Watch the lyric video here: https://youtu.be/GDAEoty6Tqg
Official Website: https://tabaxofficial.com

Silent Flow

'Matrix Breeze' is a dub-poetic audio journey by Taba X — unfolding from mist to fire, memory to revelation. Fusing elements of reggae, spoken word, experimental hip-hop, and cinematic rock, the track echoes a world caught between spirit and system.

At its heart is the voice of resistance — baritone and burdened — layered with ancestral whispers and sacred warnings. Female harmonies swirl like wind and dust, while the beat flows from Massive Attack-style minimalism to Gilmour-inspired catharsis.

Every verse opens a portal. Every hook cuts deeper.

The final words remain:
“Do not speak against the Sun.”


#dubpoetry #spokenword #experimentalhiphop #matrixbreeze #tabax #spiritualrap #consciousmusic #massiveattackvibes #femalelayers #gilmoreguitar #postdub #rootsfusion #moriorinvictus #udiodrop #truthmusic

Matrix Breeze

Slide...
Slow...
A hum in the hollow.
No call. No follow.
(follow... low... low...)

Sliding slow — like smoke on skin,
Bassline breathes where thoughts begin.
No rescue rope, no coded flare —
Just drift and drift... like I don’t care. (care... care...)

Secrets sleep in tape delay,
Funk got lost, then washed away.
Moon’s not here, sun’s on break —
I float fine on this... heartache lake. (ache... ache...)

Pause the frame — let silence spin...
(tape-stop)
Let the echo in...
(in... in... in...)

🎵 Let me slide (slide...)
Let me glide (glide...)
Weightless on this bassline tide.
No fix, no shape — just a dub escape,
I groove through pain like it’s half-awake. (echo: awake... wake...)
Not drownin’ — just deep in sound,
A heartbeat lost — now gently found.
Let me float...
Let me float... (float... float...)
In this velvet, low-end boat. 🎵

No sirens scream, no help inbound,
Just me and this skankin’ sound.
Truth whispered through the spring reverb —
A rhythm’s ache I won’t disturb.

No pity dance, no savior choir,
Your drama fizzles in my wire.
Where fear once knocked — I dropped a beat,
And watched it melt beneath my feet. (feet... feet...)

Night bends low in sugar breath,
Soft dub steps away from death.
No need to fix, no rules to bend —
This version loops until the end. 

🎵 Let me slide...
Let me glide...
This bassline’s got no place to hide.
No fix, no fate — just deep escape,
I skank through sorrow, half awake. (awake... awake...)
Not drownin’, nah — just movin’ through,
My heartbreak’s got a groove or two.
Let me float...
Let me float...
This night’s too sweet to mute. 🎵

Let it echo...
Let it breathe...
(Just leave space... don’t leave grief...)
(breathe... leave... fade...)

Let Me Slide


Two... old... souls... (souls... souls...)
Spinning velvet, heavy rolls.
One says "Start" — [tape stop] — the other fades,
Backwards breathing, hollow trades.
She walks slow — no shoes, no sound.
He don’t rise, just moves around.
"Try," she hums, like secret code...
He nods once. Already knows. (knows... knows...)

Try...
Knows...
Start...
End again...
(spinning in again... again...)

Are they... love?
Are they... glitch?
Do they... groove?
Or twitch...? (twitch... twitch...)
Every smile...
Like a test...
But the winner?
Never guessed... (guessed... guessed...)

🎶 What do you think...?
(think... think...)
Are they angels... or machines...?
(fake it... fake it...)
Is the soul a silky skin —
Or just... a mask... we’re dancing in?
🎶 What do you think...?
(smooth...? stuck...?)
Is it rhythm... or just luck?
Let that thought...
Drift... and sink... (sink... sink...)

Maybe fate... forgot to care.
Sits with silence... in the chair.
Life’s a kid... too shy to play.
Sun is gone... moon walks away.
Hands stay open... no defense.
Night repeats... in present tense.
One says “stay” — one fades out.
The groove just hums.
Without a doubt... (doubt... doubt...)

Do they care?
Do they act?
Are we real?
Or abstract...? (abstract...)

🎶 What do you think...?
Are we gliding... or we drownin’?
Are we queens... or just the crownin’?
Do we blink...
or... do we chase...?
Tell me slow... no need to race...
🎶 What do you think...?
Would you trade it... for some peace...?
If the groove... would never cease...?
Would you fall... or would you wink...?
If it all was... out of sync...? (sync... sync...)

They don’t talk.
They don’t move.
One plays night...
the other... groove.
Eyes like clocks —
with no design.
Still they float...
in perfect... time.

🎶 What do you think...?
Are we smooth...
or just... afraid...?
Is this lust...
or masquerade...?
🎶 Would you press...
play again...?
If the end...
was just... within...?
Pain... or pleasure...?
Pulse... or kink...?
Say it now...
What... do you think...? (think... think... think...)

What Do You Think? (Dub Version)

"Mill-wall... Mill-wall... Mill-wall..."
His heartbeat synced with the turnstile's click.
He stepped through...
and the air got thick.

Boots on bricks, the street went skew,
A scarf flew past... said “Who are you?”
Eyes like darts and chants like smoke,
He swallowed air... began to choke.

The pub door burped — it knew his name.
The jukebox played “Shame, shame, shame...”
A pigeon danced in combat boots,
Shouting: “They ain’t fans — they’re recruits.”

Echoes bounce off alley walls —
Fear's got teeth... and Millwall calls.

( *“calls... calls... balls...”)
Clench your coat... it’s kickoff time!
The clock said “run”... but not in rhyme.

🎶 Don’t blink, don’t breathe —
(You’re not in Leeds...)
The lion’s roar ain’t just for show.
🎶 Keep calm, don’t flee —
(They’ll sniff that fear...)
At Millwall, time don’t really flow...

🎶 Sideways stairs, voices in chalk,
Someone's boots began to talk —
“You're the one who smells like sky.”
He tried to laugh. The sky said: “Bye.”

A grandma sold him courage pie,
Said “Eat it fast, or you will cry.”
A steward winked, then split in two —
Each half sang “No one likes you.”

The goalposts leaned like drunken men,
One burped: “You’ll never leave the Den.”
His phone displayed... a pirate ship,
Sailing straight through sinking grit.

“Wall… Wall… WALL…” (reversed echo)
Shadows danced in row Z's seat,
Where even ghosts admit defeat.

🎶 First time fear in my headphones deep —
(The bassline bites, but rocks me to sleep.)
Don’t need no guide, don’t need no map —
Just ride the dub and mind the clap.

🎶 Lion’s lair, it chews the beat,
I floated home… without my feet.

"First time… last time… all the same line…"
Boots echo down a memory mine.
And somewhere —
a pigeon sips gin... in slo-mo...

Millwall

Instrumental and vocals generated with Suno AI., lyrics are protected under the US Copyright laws
Lyrics written by Dr Mester .
Not for commercial use.

lyrics are in here too lower.. This is a mirror for the quiet storms— for those who move like water but strike like lightning. ⚡

This track is not just music; it's a spiritual fingerprint—a battle cry for the forged souls. For those who’ve walked through fire, who’ve been scarred but stand taller because of it. This is for those who know the weight of the world but still carry their truth like a crown.

As a Chinese Water Ox with Enneagram Type 2 energy, I stand in the space between the tide and the flame, as patient as the ocean, as nurturing as fire, as unshakable as mountains. If you’re the kind of soul who gives love fiercely but freezes out betrayal, who builds bridges but burns illusions, then this anthem is your warrior’s hymn. 🌊🔥🛡️

This isn’t for the faint-hearted or the unwilling to look deep. It’s for those who can hear the echoes in the quiet, who understand the power of resilience, self-realization, and truth when everything else feels like an illusion. It’s not about shining for others or chasing fleeting crowns. This is about standing in your own sacred space and knowing you are enough, no matter the storm.

This is not about fitting in, seeking approval, or playing nice with those who want you to shrink. It’s not for the ones who refuse to look beyond the surface or for those who want everything handed to them without having earned it. This is for the warriors—those who know that the battle is within, and that true power comes from embracing the struggle and rising from it stronger. 💥

If you feel this, you’re already one of us. The rest? Let them find their way. This is for those who understand the cost of the crown—not the ones who want it handed to them, but the ones who earned it with fire. 🔥👑

To my Ox/Type 2 kin:
🌊 You know the weight of loyalty and the cost of silent strength...
🔥 You recognize when helping others becomes sacred rebellion...
⚡ You’ve felt the rage of water —slow, then unstoppable.

—This is us.

Truth is truth, no matter the tongue. But today, let the riddim speak.*

🛠️ CREDITS:

    Vibe: If Marcus Garvey and Lao Tzu produced a roots album

    Key Lyrics: "Forged in the flood" (Water Ox) / "Feed the weak — leave the wolves to whine" (Type 2)

    Sound Alchemy: 70s dub echoes, wuxia stillness, Nyabinghi heartbeat

🎧 #Tags:
#WaterOxAnthem #Enneagram2 #ReggaeTruth #SacredRebellion #QuietStormMusic

(Chorus)
Who I am? Just watch I rise
In the fire, through truth, no disguise
I don't chase crowns, don't beg no man
Forged in the flood, still I stand

(Verse 1)
Step 'way, let I chant the tone
Not just flesh — I'm more than bone
Born in the system but I break that chain
Every verse I spit, purify the pain

See, Babylon love the surface shine
But I reason deep, seek the higher sign
Dem build illusions, I move through mist
Truth like a blade — it twist when it hits

(Verse 2)
Me no drown in emotion tide
Still waters hold the rage inside
Shape the pain like a blade refined
Silent forge where the stars align

Dem call it 'soft' when I choose to heal
But deep wells quench the rebel's zeal
Type 2 love with a Oxen spine
Feed the weak — leave the wolves to whine

(Bridge)
Don't take my silence for weakness seen
I read the stars and dream between
Carry loads most man would drop
But I don't bow, I rise to the top

(Final Chorus)
It's the weight I carry, but I don't break
I plant with faith, and the harvest great
Not just riddim — this a sacred cry
For the voiceless, for I and I

So if you chant truth, then chant with I
If your heart stay clean, we rise high
But bring deceit? I sight that clear
This soul don't flinch, and it don't know fear

(Outro - whispered)
Babylon can't bind I soul...
Jah light I road...

Who I Am in Babylon.mp3

Es schnürt mir die Brust, wenn ich sehe, was aus dem geworden ist, was einst das heilige Band der Liebe war. Keine Augen mehr, die sich still begegnen, keine zitternden Hände beim ersten Berühren — stattdessen flackern da Trugbilder über glänzende Scheiben, und junge Menschen hauchen einander Liebesschwüre durch Geräte zu, als wäre das Fleisch überflüssig geworden. Alles ist schnell, laut, verspielt, aber innerlich leer, wie ein hohles Hostienbrot ohne Segen. Und doch spüre ich etwas Weiches, ein heimliches Ziehen, wenn sie einander schreiben, dass sie traurig sind und es gleichzeitig wissen, und wie sie lachen, obwohl alles brennt. Es ist eine Liebe ohne Ordnung, ohne Gnade, aber nicht ohne Sehnsucht. Und diese Sehnsucht, ja — sie ist mir vertraut, auch wenn mir alles andere entgleitet.

Zoomer Love (German Dub Version)

Es macht mich traurig, wenn jemand sagt, das Handy sei wichtiger als der Mensch neben ihm. Nicht wegen des Geräts an sich, sondern weil es zeigt, wie schwer uns echte Nähe fällt. Man lenkt sich ab, statt sich auszuhalten. Früher hat man sich auch entzogen – mit Arbeit, Alkohol, dem Fernseher, dem Sportplatz. Heute ist es eben das Display. Der Unterschied ist: Das Handy gibt einem das Gefühl, ständig verbunden zu sein, während man innerlich immer einsamer wird. Wer liebt, muss hinschauen, zuhören, auch das Schweigen aushalten. Das kostet Kraft. Ein Touchscreen reagiert leichter als ein Mensch. Aber er erwidert nichts.

Love Me Like Your Mobile Phone (German Dub Version)

🎵 Vinho do Porto (Dub) – Unbekannter Künstler
She came to Porto chasing sunlight and wine —
but one glass turned into obsession.

Now she floats in echo...
A voice lost in reverb,
A memory soaked in ruby red.

This is dub for the haunted.
Wine with delay. Desire with bass.
Every echo pulls her deeper. Every beat remembers him.

💋 Red lips, no plan, no name.
🔊 Whispers in the glass...
📍 Still in her blood. Still in her phone.

LYRICS:

I wore red lips...
No plan. No name.
Just chasing sun.
Just chasing wine.

You looked back —
From a glass of gold.
You smiled...
Like secrets never told.

You weren’t just wine —
You were a game.
Played me sweet —
Then changed your name.

Oooooh, Vinho do Porto — sweeter than Bordeaux,
You kissed me slow... now you won’t let go.
One sip... one lie... and now I know.

Touched my tongue,
Claimed my breath.
A velvet crime,
Dressed as depth.

I’m in bed —
But not alone.
You're in my blood.
You're in my phone.

I tried to leave...
Tried to pack.
But darling,
You just pull me back.

Oooooh, Vinho do Porto — sweeter than Bordeaux,
You kissed me slow... now you won’t let go.
One sip... one lie... and now I know.

Vinho do Porto (Dub)

Also… äh, Kaffee und Sauna in Finnland… ja… das gehört da wohl irgendwie zusammen, hab ich mal gehört. Oder gelesen. Vielleicht auch nur auf einer Verpackung. Ich mein, ich trink ja auch gern Kaffee, wer nicht? Aber dass man das da so richtig… zelebriert, mit Aufgüssen und allem drum und dran – und dann noch Kaffee dazu? Also, ich stell mir das ehrlich gesagt ein bisschen komisch vor, da zu sitzen, klatschnass, und dann ’ne Tasse Kaffee in der Hand zu haben. Oder machen die das danach? Oder davor? Ich weiß es wirklich nicht genau. Aber es klingt irgendwie sehr… finnisch. Ruhig, heiß, dampfend, mit viel Stille. Ganz anders als hier. Also ich kann da jetzt nichts Fundiertes zu sagen, aber ich denke mal – das hat da bestimmt seine kulturelle Bedeutung, so wie bei uns… ja… Frühstück oder so.

This is Finland (German Dub)

Ich sag's Ihnen jetzt mal ganz direkt, ja?
Weil mir hier gerade der Kaffee kalt geworden ist...
(langer Dub-Echo)
…und das passt perfekt zur Lage.

Der schottische Fußball?
Ein lauwarmer Schluck aus der Pfütze.
Früher: Bollwerk.
Heute: Gegurke, Rumgestochere, null Biss!
(lacht höhnisch)
Null. Idee. – null Idee! (Dub-Scratches)

BANG!
Hampden Park explodiert —
Doch nur im Traum, Bruder.
Heute klären sie gegen Liechtenstein ins Aus!
89. Minute!
(Delay-Echo: Auuuuus... Auuus...)

Funktionäre mit Ausverkauf-Krawatten
sprechen von „Entwicklung“…
…doch da entwickelt sich höchstens:
LANGEWEILE!
(Synth-Flächen plötzlich abbrechen)

Ich mein, ganz ehrlich...
Da wär ich am liebsten SELBER…
auf den Platz gerannt...
mit kaltem Kaffee in der Hand.
(Reverse-Tape-Swoosh)
Und dann: WACHGEMACHT!

☕ Cold coffee... on the touchline,
⚽ No fight, no pride, no sign.
🧥 Ties from the sale and plans on repeat,
🎤 But all I hear... is defeat.

Was ist aus Hampden geworden?!
Früher: da gab’s auf die Socken!
Heute?
Ein müder Haufen in kurzen Hosen
…der Ball ist heiß wie mein Kaffee –
LAUWARM!

Ich sag nur eins:
Liechtenstein.
89. Minute.
Ball.
INS.
AUS.
(echo: aus... aus... aus...)

Got Banned in Scotland (German Dub)

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Find here our podcasts from December 2022 until now , and some live sessions recordings !

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I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

Spoken-word artist, author, digital artist, entrepreneur, husband and  father of three....portfolio and bio at jamesgpaulsr.com

Mystical Spark studio 
foundation Mingman Pouls 
Mao - Roots reggae

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🔥 Taba X – Ska, Ragga & Hip-Hop Fusion 🔥

Taba X blends ska, ragga, hip-hop, and jazz into a unique sonic experience. From smooth island rhythms to deep lyrical storytelling, every track takes you on a journey. 🌍🎶

💿 Listen & explore at: https://tabaxofficial.com
📩 Contact / Collabs: info@tabaxofficial.com

ROOTS HITEK MUSIC aka (THE DUB REALMS)  representing Roots And Culture Reggae and Dub Music to the fullest
Record Label ,Studio and Sound Selector ,main focus is on message music and sounds for Afrikan liberashan (mentally & spiritually)
Record label has recorded and released music from Artists like 
Yami Bolo.Tenastelin,Prince Malachi,Barbra Naps,.Aqua Livi,Barry issacs,G.Vibes,Christine Miller,Sister Nya,LIDJ Xylon,Colour Red(Clive Hylton),Tony Roots ,Murray Man and others with material available on records and CDs available from online reggae shops and distributors worldwide as well as directly from ITUNES or BANDCAMP
or from Roots Hitek via our website ,info@rootshitek.com,
Sound System wise Roots Hitek has blessed venues all over UK and Europe since 1999 with uplifting hardcore roots vibration
2013 took InI through France ,Sweden and Italy as well as various UK locations.,look out for Roots Hitek Showcase in your vicinity 

future works include full studio Albums from FAR EAST, TENASTELIN, KRIS I, IDREN NATURAL, NATALIA (Lioness Den),PRINCE LIV-I-JAH, G,VIBES, PRINCIPAL, RAS MCBEAN, PRINCESS LINN. .LIDJ XYLON  and various Roots Hitek Dub Realms series ALBUMS ,As well as Singles ;;stay tuned.. latest music releases are CDs by  FAR EAST (ilodica) , ERROL BELLOT, HORNSMAN COYOTE, LIONESS FONTS and the legendary TENASTELIN in  LP showcase style vocals with matching dubs.and much more  to come thru da Iwas of  Negus  a Nagast King Of Kings

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