@flextime_0114 joins us this week with 2 fresh garage tracks, with uplifting NUKG bop Vibe Chaser on the a side, and rolling speed garage warper In My Mind on the b side.

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Flextime - In My Mind (Free Download)

New Speed Garage dub. Keeping the vibes going into 2024

Fiyahman - 99 Dub

My spin on the iconic track from Bakey and Capo Lee, Too Much Sauce

Bakey Ft. Capo Lee - Too Much Sauce (Shelly Remix)

Gandalf - One Plus One

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After Hours - Combi // [BANDCAMP EXCLUSIVE]

Seeing as I'm currently in one, I thought it would be appropriate to drop a little jungle mix recorded a while back. Enjoy!

160 BPM Jungle Mix - JEMMIX 03

Red Pal - Guess Its Time

man like @olliebayliss wid da sneaky ukg flava to kickstart a massive weekend of events in Sydney.

WOMP056 - OLLIE BAYLISS

A-Tech drops a 4 track beast with grit, darkness, breakbeats and lots of oldskool influence.

A-Tech - Dub Shot

FILTHY

When the fracture split the vacuum, the chrono-compass snapped to 174.
Courier-pilot Saint VII tightened the straps and slid into the seam of the cosmos. Inside, space moved like a staircase: every two beats a new level, every third an ironic wink from fate. Bass wasn’t sound but ore—mined with a swing-pick, packed into crates by layers, tagged with sharp breaks in the pattern so the route wouldn’t be lost.

On the far side waited the black market of gravity. They didn’t sell fuel there, only knots of rhythm: quick punches, toothy wobbles, strobe-lit syncopes—fresh, predatory, a little cocky. Saint VII slices time into slivers, flips the riff mid-flight, throws right-angle turns that leave the time inspectors grabbing a silent bar instead of evidence.

Landing: the platform of the dance floor. Containers open—and orange impulses surge out.
A short hit—“here,” a reply—“there,” the mocking sub clings to ribs and marches the room up a ladder of breaks—every eight bars a new turn, closer, rougher, bolder. Hands rise, air trembles, and time—embarrassed—pulls a reload: the same motif, louder and straighter to the chest.

Galactic Fracture is contraband geometry of rhythm: a raider’s log that brings back not fear from the cracks, but the urge to jump. Every track is a new step, every break a portal, every pause a sight line.
DEEPNAS logged the signal. Saint VII returned intact—so we can dive back into the rift.