Imagine this: You’re floating above the city on a golden cloud, your headphones on, your life falling apart in Dolby Surround… but somehow, it’s okay, because the bassline knows your pain. 🌊🎧

This isn’t just chillwave anymore — it’s chill-dub-therapy for people who overthink at 2:37 AM and still somehow manage to romanticize their own chaos.

Golden streets turn blue, rivers disappear, memories call, forests breathe… meanwhile you’re like:
"Cool, but why is my heart doing drum & bass while the song is chill?" 🫠

✨ What to expect:
• Sub-bass that vibrates your soul and your neighbour’s IKEA shelf 🪞
• Echoes so deep you’ll question your life choices
• Delayed vocals floating through the void like “are we okay???” (no, we’re not)
• A 100% chance of imaginary slow-motion scenes in your head

Put this on. Close your eyes. Pretend you’re in an arthouse movie about your own life where nothing happens but somehow you still win Cannes. 🏆

This isn’t just music.
It’s a dub boarding pass straight into nostalgia, confusion, and possibly mild turbulence. Buckle up. 🌫️

Lyrics:

Golden streets fade into blue,
City lights dissolve from view.
Houses, gardens, dreams we knew —
I’m losing you, I’m losing you.

Forests breathing, shadows fall,
Memories, I hear them call.
I want to stay — I want it all.

Up, up, up — above the clouds
Down, down, down — I’m falling out
Can’t let go, can’t turn around
High, high, high — but lost in sound

Up, up, up — above the clouds
Down, down, down — I’m falling out
Can’t let go, can’t turn around
High, high, high — but lost in sound

Rivers fade where we belong,
Every thought’s a fading song.
Close my eyes, but not for long,
I’m holding on, I’m holding on.

Stay… forever…
Lost… together…
Above… the city…
Gone… so pretty…

Up, up, up — above the clouds
Down, down, down — I’m falling out
Heartbeat slow, no way back now
High, high, high — but lost in sound

Lost Above the Clouds (Dub Version)

“Dry Hands – Wet Pants” is the lovechild of a late-night reggae soundsystem and a Northern poetry slam, wrapped in heavy dub delays, sticky basslines, and female vocals with a proper attitude. Imagine Amy Winehouse fronting a Mad Professor session after three double rums, yelling:
"Oi love, your hands are like sandpaper, but somehow… I’m into it."

It’s sweaty, it’s hypnotic, it’s slightly wrong in all the right ways.

Expect:
🌿 Bass so deep your neighbours move out
🍻 A chorus so catchy even your nan will hum it
🔥 Female vox dripping with London sass & Northern spice
💧 And yes… dry hands. Wet pants. Don’t overthink it.

Perfect for:
🎧 Late-night kitchen parties that go on ‘til Thursday
🌫️ Making questionable choices under flickering streetlights
🥂 Pretending you understand dub production techniques
🚬 Accidentally falling in love outside Greggs

Lyrics:

He walks in, winter coat, frost on the glass
Paper skin, like he’s straight from a desert past
No lotion, no shine, just the grit and the grain
Every finger tells a story of drought and no rain

I don’t care for diamonds, don’t care for gold
Give me that rough touch, I lose control
From the palms to the tips, every inch is dry
I’m already gone and I don’t know why

Dry hands – wet pants
It’s a strange romance
Dry hands – wet pants
And I can’t resist that chance
Dry hands – wet pants
Every brush ignites the dance
Dry hands – wet pants
You don’t even know what you’ve done

Sawdust scent and a paper-cut kiss
Rough enough to make me reminisce
Of schoolyard crushes and chalkboard days
Now you’re here and I’m set ablaze

Don’t give me silk, don’t give me cream
It’s the raw, dry heat that fuels my dream
And every handshake is a guilty sin
Like a storm just waiting to begin

Dry hands – wet pants
It’s a strange romance
Dry hands – wet pants
And I can’t resist that chance
Dry hands – wet pants
Every brush ignites the dance
Dry hands – wet pants
You don’t even know what you’ve done 

No need for water, no need for rain
Let me feel that desert again
My heart’s a faucet, my knees go weak
When your grip is coarse, I can’t even speak

Dry hands – wet pants (oh-oh-oh)
Dry hands – wet pants (yeah-yeah-yeah)
Every touch, every glance
It’s dry hands… wet pants

Dry Hands – Wet Pants (Dub Version)

“Come Before Him” is a reverent reggae gospel track from HEAVENS GOT BASS, inviting all hearts to worship Jesus with humility and praise. Inspired by Psalm 100, this song reminds us that we are His people, the sheep of His pasture. Come before the Lord with thanksgiving and let His presence fill your soul. ✝️🕊️

Come Before Him (Acoustic Worship)

Jesus Is Sweet Love” is a heartfelt reggae gospel duet from HEAVENS GOT BASS, celebrating the tender and powerful love of Christ. With smooth harmonies, uplifting lyrics, and a warm reggae groove, this track is a reminder that Jesus’ love never fails. Let His light and sweetness fill your heart as you worship and skank in His name! ✝️💛✨

JESUS IS SWEET LOVE (Acoustic Reggae)

🌊 THE ROOKY FLANGE - WHERE IS MY MIND (Reggae Version) 🌊
Iconic Pixies classic reimagined through a roots reggae lens. When alternative rock meets Kingston rhythms, something magical happens.
This reggae transformation takes the haunting introspection of the original and floods it with dubwise basslines and conscious vibes. That famous swimming scene hits different when you're floating on reggae waves. The existential questions remain, but now they skank through smoke-filled frequencies with a meditative groove that turns anxiety into mystic contemplation.


Where is my mind  ( cover reggae version )

Mi Need Yuh Love – A mellow roots ska reggae track sung in sweet Jamaican Patwa, celebrating faith, surrender, and the deep love of Jesus Christ. With smooth guitar rhythms, gentle ska offbeats, and heartfelt vocals, this song is a worshipful prayer and a rootsy groove rolled into one.
🔥 Perfect for relaxing moments, prayer time, or skanking to authentic gospel reggae vibes.
🙏 Stream, share, and let this song uplift your soul!

Mi Need Yuh Love

El sonido oficial de la moda urbana de lujo en Medellín. Con vibra reggae colombiana, este jingle refleja la frescura del Caribe y la exclusividad de Blow Up.
Producido por THAT BVMPZ y Aivara Music.

Blow Up 4 - THAT BVMPZ

🎵 TOXIC - Reggae Cover by The Rooky Flange 🎵
Britney's iconic hit gets the reggae treatment! From pop perfection to roots vibration - this cover transforms the original into a laid-back reggae groove that'll make you move different.
🌿 Pop meets Roots
🔥 French reggae producer
🎶 Same energy, new vibes
When toxic becomes therapeutic... Let the riddim heal your soul!

Toxic (Reggae cover riddim )

In this episode of Poducer, recorded live at Summer’s End Smokeout in Republic, Michigan, we sit down with Hypho and CØNTRA — two forward-thinking artists bridging UK and US bass culture with a shared love for heavy sound design, collaboration, and community.

Hypho reflects on his roots in Manchester’s dubstep and MC scene, releasing on labels like Swamp81 before co-founding Manuka Records, while CØNTRA shares his path from classical violin and guitar to discovering rave culture in San Francisco and eventually settling in Denver’s thriving bass scene.

We dive into the vision behind Manuka, the freedom of running an independent label, and their upcoming plans — from no-phone club tours to festival highlights like Wicked Woods and Lost Lands. Along the way, Hypho and CØNTRA open up about influences ranging from UK drum & bass and 90s hip-hop to French downtempo, world bass, and reggae.

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Every city has its secrets. Mine? A glass. An empty glass. A weekly pilgrimage where 2 minutes and 30 seconds decide the fate of an innocent container. 🚶‍♂️🥤

Welcome to “The Ceremony” — a deep, hypnotic dub track built on groove, echo, and CLIRR!.
It’s the soundtrack of that one block you always walk, where memories loop, seasons flip, and your brain whispers:

“Drop it.”
CLIRR!
“Yes. Again.”

Expect:
🌿 Laid-back basslines that hug your chest
🌆 Ghostly city ambience
♻️ A rhythmic obsession with rituals
🚨 Sudden WHOMP moments you didn’t know you needed

Perfect for late-night headphone walks, balcony meditations, or secretly judging your neighbors’ recycling skills.

🎵 Step. Drop. Groove. Repeat.

Lyrics:

One afternoon a week…
Two and a half minutes there,
Two and a half back.
The block, the walk,
The ritual begins.

Step by step, slow pace,
Empty glass in my hand, no chase.
Brain’s awake, but time’s on mute,
The street’s a loop, the thoughts reboot.

Last time — a red car passed,
Last time — her shadow crossed so fast,
Same street, same frame,
Different story, same game.

I hear the city breathe,
I feel the seasons shift,
But one thing stays,
One thing stays…

Drop it — CLIRR!
Glass goes down — WHOMP!
Same old block, same old sound,
Drop it — CLIRR!
Glass goes down — WHOMP!
This is my ceremony ground!

Summer sweat on a cruel hot day,
Autumn breeze takes the heat away.
Winter coat, wool hat, thick glove,
Spring wakes up the street I love.

Every season paints the same routine,
But inside my head, it’s a movie scene.
Different faces, same concrete,
Glass in my hand, history on repeat.

Frames in motion…
Memories collide…
I see me walking,
I see me passing by…
Every step,
Every sound,
Everything changes —
Except…

Drop it — CLIRR!
Glass goes down — WHOMP!
Same old block, same old sound,
Drop it — CLIRR!
Glass goes down — WHOMP!
This is my ceremony ground!

…and the glass hits bottom.

Glass Container Ceremony (Dub Version)

🎶 HEAVENS GOT BASS
Reggae gospel music for the Kingdom

Spirit-led gospel reggae written and produced by Jenifa Breeze.
Featuring various vocalists under the Heavens Got Bass sound.
Every song is rooted in Scripture and created to glorify Jesus Christ.

Heavy bass, timeless truth, and melodies for the soul.
Independent. Anointed. Kingdom-focused.

🕊️ “Sing to the LORD a new song; sing to the LORD, all the earth.” – Psalm 96:1

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

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!

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Kevin Jackson has few musical profiles as a creative, but his primary is THAT BVMPZ.

Artist: THAT BVMPZ
DJ/Producer: BVMPZ

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🎧Audiocrafter of hybrid sounds. This ain't just music. It's a statement.
Behind the machines stands Bob Rooky, a creative alchemist juggling two passions since the late 90s: electronic music and graphic design. Born in 1974 near Paris, he witnessed the digital revolution transform both artistic realms.
His musical journey unfolds through The Rooky Flange, pushing boundaries between jungle, reggae and experimental sounds, while Rflange Project explores editorial ventures and visual storytelling.
Years of computer-assisted music production have shaped his unique sonic universe, where his graphic designer's eye creates bridges between visual and audio landscapes. Driven by passion for electronic sounds and visual creation, Bob Rooky continues contributing his own flavor to France's rich electronic scene.

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