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Ghost Phone - 18 December 2023

The Josh Craig steps up as special guest on Black Rave Culture

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Black Rave Culture featuring The Josh Craig @ The Lot Radio 01-14-2024

Kassian - 01 March 2024

LD and guests deliver a slice of realness via jazz, fusion, deep soul, funk, warm techno and the rest. Expect music you can move to from the long-time DJ and producer. 
Find the full tracklist and related episodes on NTS: https://www.nts.live/shows/spacebass/episodes/spacebass-9th-march-2024

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Naja plays a post punk special with guest Anan Im

http://www.instagram.com/xox.naja
https://www.instagram.com/______.anan

Naja's Warm Welcome with Anan Im @ The Lot Radio 03-10-2024

A lovers selection strictly for the adultz, courtesy of Norman Francis - the man behind lovers rock archive The Revival Master. 
Find the full tracklist and related episodes on NTS: https://www.nts.live/shows/adultz-only/episodes/adultz-only-12th-march-2024

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The WAVE Show - 13 March 2024

Gassy’s NTS transmissions are radiophonic arrays of old and new soundwaves, spanning the psychedelic, bass dubs, synth odysseys and rave memories. Simply add a pinch of special herbs and spices and bring to the boil.  
Find the full tracklist and related episodes on NTS: https://www.nts.live/shows/totem/episodes/totem-24th-june-2024

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Jah Love:

A Short Story Inspired by the Song..

She was known in the village as Mama Nia—strong-willed, proud, and fiercely protective of her name. Her daughter, Ayana, was the only child born under a mango moon, with eyes like river stones and a spirit that danced to rhythms Mama Nia had long forgotten.

They clashed often. Ayana wanted to marry a man from the coast, a musician with dreadlocks and dreams. Mama Nia wanted tradition, stability, a union blessed by elders. One night, after a storm of words too sharp to take back, Mama Nia told Ayana to leave. “Go. If you walk out, don’t walk back.”

Ayana left. No wedding invitation came. No photos. No calls. Years passed.

Mama Nia kept her porch swept, her radio tuned to old roots Reggae. She told neighbors she was fine. But every time she saw a child run past with laughter in their lungs, her heart ached. Every time she heard a wedding bell in the distance, she swallowed the silence.
One evening, while watering her hibiscus, she heard a voice on the radio. Raspy. Familiar. Singing:

Mama Nia dropped the hose. The song played on. It was her own story, sung by a voice that carried both pain and love. Ayana had written it. Recorded it. Sent it into the world like a message in a bottle.

Mama Nia sat on her porch that night, tears tracing the lines of her face. She didn’t know where Ayana lived now. Didn’t know the names of her grandchildren. But she knew one thing:
Her daughter still remembered. And so did she...

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