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Think 93 

Think 93 drifts in like a half-remembered dream — shimmering pianos, sparkling pads, and breakbeats glittering like stardust. Built around the classic Think break, chopped and layered with care, the track feels weightless and luminous, the kind of tune where every snare rush sends a shiver through the night air.

At its heart is pure ‘93 euphoria:

Twinkling arpeggios dancing over rolling basslines.

Celestial vocal echoes floating in and out like ghostly memories of raves gone by.

A final drop that bursts open like sunrise, washing everything in warm chords and skipping rhythms.

Not harsh, not heavy — just soft-edged, speeding bliss, a little time capsule of hardcore innocence.

P.s  What if your nostalgia is leaking backwards from the future?

#Bungalist

Think 93 ⚡

In My Room 🔞

2 Broke Legs  🩼

🐟 The Legend of the Bassquarium Wobblefish

Beneath the dreaming tides, at the lowest trench of the Sea of Quintessence, there lies the Bassquarium — an infinite reef of glowing speaker-corals, crystalline sound towers, and deep-sea sub-bass vents. It is said the first Amen break still echoes through its currents, rolling forever across the dream-ocean floor, shaping every rave, festival, and midnight broadcast above the waves.

From this resonant labyrinth emerge the Wobblefish — radiant, alien creatures whose bodies shimmer like oscillating waveforms, every scale a flicker of light in rhythm with the cosmic bassline. Each Wobblefish carries a different frequency band:

Golden Wobblefish hum with warm mids.

Violet Wobblefish glow with treble shimmer.

Titanic Blue Elders radiate rolling sub-bass so heavy it can be felt in the bones of passing whales.

Legends say when a Wobblefish swims near, your heartbeat locks to its tempo. Entire shoals have triggered spontaneous mass skanking on distant shores, the tides themselves rewinding to the rhythm of their passing.

But the Bassquarium is no aquarium — it is a temple of rhythm. The Wobblefish are its guardians, its monks of the deep. Only those who descend with open ears and wobbling knees may witness their spectral dance. To hear them sing is to feel the Cosmic Wobble itself — a sensation somewhere between a drop, a dream, and the best night of your life at 160 BPM.

#Bassquarium #Bungalist #Xenobugalist #Aquabungalist

Bassquarium

Bassquarium Wobblefish 🐟

What A Long One Niner

🐿️ Skankin’ Squirrel

Somewhere deep in the breakbeat backwoods, a squirrel got into a stash of old jungle dubplates and never looked back.

Skankin’ Squirrel is a full-throttle jungle banger where bluegrass fiddle loops dance over chopped Amen breaks, and an annoyingly catchy squirrel vocal scats, chants, and squeaks like it’s headlining a barn rave inside a treehouse.

The energy is chaotic but precise — like Cotton-Eye Joe got a reload in a pirate radio station run by woodland creatures on too much caffeine.
The drops are thick. The bass wobbles with the raw funk of a moonshine-powered subwoofer. 

What to expect:

High-speed breakbeats, barn-fried and bass-battered

Bluegrass fiddle licks chopped and reversed into jungle stabs

A talking squirrel who’s maybe possessed by a jungle DJ from 1994

Fiddle leads, rodent vocal hooks and booyaka bass.

The uncontrollable urge to skank like you’ve got paws and a tail


Genre: Jungle / Bluegrass Jungle / Viral Breakbeat Rodentry
BPM: 165
Vibe: Unhinged. Hilarious. Wildly skankable.

Skankin Squirrel 🐿️

A new genre I am working on it is Irish Jungle, what shall I call it Paddycore, Padungle or Potatostep?

If you like this track check out Leprechaum Riddim ☘️
https://soundcloud.com/fudgie-bem/leprechaun-riddim

#padungle #potatostep #potatocore #paddycore

Hold My Guinness ☘️

You didn’t find this track. It found you.
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Boofing

I'm a Pop a Molly in Yo Ass 💊🍑🌈

The Shimmering
On the violet-blue world of Xynestra-9, every orbital cycle brings the season known only as The Shimmering. During this time, the twin suns align, saturating the forests in waves of bioluminescent light. It is said that the planet’s inhabitants — crystalline-skinned beings attuned to rhythm and resonance — enter a state of cosmic courtship, communicating through low-frequency bass pulses rather than words.

The track captures that moment:

Funk-heavy jungle breaks as heartbeat accelerations

Alien percussion arrays echoing across the glimmering valleys

Bass frequencies entwining like dancers beneath the twin moons

For those who hear it on Earth, The Shimmering isn’t just music — it’s a love song between galaxies, a mating call broadcast through jungle drums and subsonic frequencies to any species capable of feeling rhythm in their bones.

🌟Xenobungalism: The Intergalactic Bungalist Frontier🌟

If Bungalism is the Rebirth of Jungle, then Xenobungalism is the First Contact. It begins with 1993–1995 jungle DNA — chopped breaks, rolling basslines, ritual percussion — then splices it with sound sources that don’t exist on Earth:

Hallucinated breakbeats folding time signatures in impossible geometries

Speculative instruments made from crystal, plasma, or quantum pressure waves

Alien fauna rhythms — cephalopod bass trumpets, insectoid percussion, telepathic dolphin choirs, creatures beating subsonic warning signals on hollow asteroid shells

The dancefloor becomes off-world terrain:

Raves in bioluminescent swamps under three moons

Bass ceremonies led by Octophantelepi elders

Wobblefish tribes summoning tidal drops with spectral drums

Xenobungalism rejects human minimalism and keeps the bright, playful, skankable spirit of Bungalism alive — but filtered through extraterrestrial physics. Delays loop through wormholes, Doppler sweeps bend spacetime, and every drop feels like the gravitational pull of a black hole made of funk.

It’s jungle when the rainforest itself has been abducted, mutated, and turned into a galactic breakbeat ecosystem.

#Xenobungalism #Aquabungalism

The Shimmering 👽

RIP Pimp C...

Throwback Mixes:https://soundcloud.com/user-595114164

The Original Bungalist

• Funkonaut • Skank Sage • Bass Prophet •
Fudgie doesn’t produce music — “He channels sub-frequency wisdom from dimensions unknown. When he enters the dance, the floor bends to his will.

🌀 Expect:

Deep skanks pulling you into the undercurrent

Mythological bass carved from jungle echoes & emotional ruptures

Sacred drops, tribal fire & spirit-chopped vocals”

Sonic ritual for broken hearts & barefoot dancers

✨ For those who skank to remember, to release, to transform.

🏆 Winner of the 2025 “Junglist Alchemy Laureate” Prize. 🏅

📜 Manifesto:
“I don’t write songs. I decode transmissions.”
“I don’t drop tracks. I leak prophecies.”

Fudgie Bem is a breakbeat anthropologist who fuses oldskool jungle, drum & bass, hardcore, baile funk, garage, tribal percussion, traditional world music, alien technology and hallucinated break patterns into new fusion styles. His sound is funky, positive, and skankable — jungle reimagined as a global pulse, blending cultures, folklore, and cosmic imagination into pure bungalist bangers. Dance music for humans, aliens and octopods. 

His mission: restore the funk, humour, and joy that rave once had

#Bungalist

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