I know, this is shady, dark, moody, bad, but this is the beat of the cluba’ dub sub bass, what no authority can imitate. These are bass bin workouts, with a hit hat, a break, what I like to play to make the shake. I dunno, moods I’m feelin’
All Love, –S
Playlist
The Charlatans – Then Hijinx – Strutter Unknown – Untitled (a2) Delian Sound – Off Grid Hijinx – Mumble Delian Sound – Radics Unkey, Mono Code – Black Dream Delian Sound – Technique Adonis – We’re Rocking Down The House Rene Pilgrim – A Place Called Acid The Cinematic Orchestra – Wait For Now The Charlatans – The Only One I Know
As a self confessed ‘ecelectic’ DJ for a while, then with an unwanted pigeon hole I’d brush off such a slot, such a category, like water off a Ducks back. I play all sorts. I like ALL SORTS of music. Ha. What does that mean in 2026? Eh, now with all the fancy AI and studio this and that, productions, billionaires, Spotify deals. What a fucking racket. Turn your shit down!
So, by way of introduction, these tunes are a representative of a new interest in an old hobby, an older like for those left-field, abstract jazzy breaks, the wired and funky. Wat a drummer would go for, and that bass. Oh yeah. Now, I gotta’ fess up, back in the day, to take such excursions into abstract experimental breaks could get you booted off the set. As a drummer I leaned into the weirder breakbeat breakbeats. Here, finally, some new music at tempo that tickle my fancy and I hope yours too. Frenetic Upbeats. Heavy comedic bass. Let’s go. Artists and tracks supported at Bandcamp, purchased and very grateful for. Cheers.
–DJ Fly Agaric 23.
[01] Plug – You’re Better Than That
[02] 7th Pyramid – Sunken
[03] Plug – Who’s In The House?
[04] Subtle Audio – Senses
[05] Dgohn – Orchids
[06] Paradox – Drum Line
[07] Plug – Check This Out
[08] Earl Grey – French Exit
[09] Dgohn – 7 Years Of More
[10] Plug – King Ring
[11] G-Jones / E-Prom – 1000 Cuts
[12] Plug – Mr. Nod’s Tune
[13] 7th Pyramid – Coming Out
[14] Plug – Sound & Safe (Sets The Local birds Off–Fy)
it’s a pleasure to introduce a new mix-blend selection of mostly beatless music AKA Ambient, fished out from Bandcamp, this sounds are soundtrack like, mellow, spaced and paced by design. A step to the left and back from the recent bass heavy booming breakbeats that might send the neighbours into a tizzy if played too loud, too late, too often. These are chill out and kick back atmospheres, a varied palette of moods and evocative incentives for your ears to pick up on.
This mix got me to thinking so I’ll share some thoughts about heat, and the term hot-house, Sauna and Greenhouse. Just riffin’, Saunas for human beings, Greenhouses generally for plants, (humans are a bit like plants), then there’s the Greenhouse Effect…a bit like a Sauna effect but for the earth’s atmosphere, and the delicate climate balance, earth’s thermostat control system. Complex.
One distinguishing feature shared by Saunas and Greenhouses, I guess, is that they’re usually under human control, the trained expert who know the limitations, sweet spots and comfort zones. The Global ‘Greenhouse’ effect has no such all powerful thermostat dial, to be controlled by man. So music for saunas is music for the heating up of the planet and cooling off of human beings, to chill out may also mean to warm up in a Sauna, or if you’re a plant, in a greenhouse, a controlled environment.
The sharp contrast and flip between hot and cold seems like a powerful force across scale, materials and technology. Geology, thermodynamics and data hardware depend upon stable temperature parameters. Like wearing six hoodies and thermal underpants in a sauna, or swimming with no wet suit in the North Sea after eating ten choc’ ice’s, these sharp contrasts are testing human capacity to adequately house and feed everyone. I conclude, burn less fossil fuels, utilise the natural abundance of untapped energy in wind, water, solar and novel natural carbon capture technologies. I’m drifting…
Perhaps, i muse, the exercise of imagining contrary environments of the tepid to warm to glowing to hot to boiling to freezing to cold to chilled to breezy and around. Melting and freezing, melting and freezing. Perhaps Dali’s melting clocks, captured and frozen in time, via painting, or memories of times on the beach, or in a sunny warm summer meadow, blended with memories of building snowmen or making snowballs or crunch through snow as you walked. The smell of summer perfumes and aromas both rural and urban, and the ozone of ice, coldness and damp. I dunno, just riffin’ here.
An off the top verse, put to mic, plus freestyle guitar take added post production. Rough. x Fly.
A new boom-bap to bop the old mad christers, Time to take a stand make a band and eat oysters, War porn torn across villages and cities Building up the war machine with Jesus throwin’ fiddies,
Hey listen up you dutty man, misreading scriptures uncle sam, which, Clog the arteries and fuel the devil archers from the marching forgeries, Blowing up schools, hospitals and mortuaries,
The dead can’t talk but these fingers can tap, Dance to the speaker and double rap to my black cap sap lap, your honour Slipped in some marijuana now I’m wanted by the hour to throw a cake made of flower, Flame sewer sour tower power dower cower for cover, spittin’ bars for my brudda,
Rake mower grass seeder automatic inter breeder, success and suck seeda’ Hop in my pan, I fried ya’ A kindred spirit beside yer’ inside we take slide to The outdoors shaped like a funnel spider
When I see dem’ killa girl, it mek me wanna hurl, Killing the innocent and so what be their punishment When he see em’ kill a girl, god get angry on the whirl’d Blowing up schools what a whirl what a whirl
Spun out like a spinning top at the audacity they got,
War ain’t holy it’s phoney a mugs game of the lonely, Bombing away the life they say they give, if only, They’d wake up in time space, recognize they out of phase-traced, The error of their ways and face the stinging tear gas haze laced
With memories of once womb innocent babe All from the cradle but some sent early by Trump cabal to their graves,
They digging and the cabal dancing on em’ then builds a big ball room, To swing little dick, sing bronze age dogma like a sequence of strokes, Who buys this shit except the business spivs and talk show hosts, The return of Jesus on a winged horse, just say neigh Not even Elon on Ketamine riding Pete Kegsbreath with wings, let us say, Our men don’t support fascists they destroy them, Put that in your pipe and smoke it while losing to von neumann
When you unabashedly kill many little girls, or protect those who do, You get the worst place in hell a really low place that’s true, That’s the trump fash’ axis pedo power far-wrong netanyahoo, Sorry to break it to you but to put this song into review, You target innocent young girls and murder them in cold blood without a sorry, Shame on you, you lack any moral high ground everything you say is dud and folly I’m counting down days until yer trial upon the tally,
Many of the great artists I admire said little about their work, leaving it to speak for itself. Generative AI provides a lens and amplifier to let what started as thoughts, evolve into sound waves and moving images. This is a part of the once fictional narrative of Deep Scratch (A Tribetable Novel). I’ve gone full pelt into the AI landscape and here present some of the highlights, as Hip Slop, a mux type.
Hip Slop is AI collaborative text to sound to video collage, as a beat tape, what was engineered to sound like a vinyl mixtape from 1999 or there abouts, the hey day of turntablism, old school boom bap, static, blunted beats, muted jazz, and weird lyrics. Note that all lyrics and turntable speak are original Steve Fly Agaric compositions, besides the few hallucinatory excursions into LLM garble-gumage. These audio selection were produced over the last 18 months, some AI remixed versions of old tracks, some only play out for a few bars, others are left alone.
Many of these tracks are released via bandcamp in the Deep Scratch vs Udio series, here selected, mixed and blended using Djay (for I-Pad). No real turntables were harmed in the recording of this mix. No real singers, musicians, or real engineers were consulted, insulted or catapulted into orbit during this recording. This DJ Flai mix is a part of the Deep Scratch Universe. The Novel and accompanying works Deep Scratch Remix, and, Between The Groove, help add context. A DJ Mantis, DJ Tardigrade and DJ Fly become world champions in a human universe, but at what expense to the rest of humanity, history, time and spirit? Remind yourself this is science fiction, everything you see and hear is machine learning and neural nets, sewn together by the current author into sound things and moving light things, and any resemblance to real living things is purely coincidental. As a DJ and drummer, musician and writer my work entails building stronger ideas and methods and putting them into practice, performance IRL.
I hope you strive for that too. In the meantime, as somebody who perpetually hears music and sees somewhat psychedelic visions, I shored a few from some deep dives, for your enjoyment, analysis and meditation. If the goal of the Deep Scratch project was musical time-travel, this mix demonstrates success in some sense. Outlines and new directions for The tale of the tribe. A snapshot from an alternate universe where turntables turn fables, narrative decodes, writes, reads. I hope this finds you well. All love. –Steve Fly
A selection of AI generated tunes, some with lyrics, mixed, blended, curated and produced by Steve Fly. All original music, on a Tax Wealth Not Work tip.
BRD Written by Fareed Haque. @GarajMahalMusic is: @FareedHaqueMusic, Kai Eckhardt, Oz Ezzeldin, Hassan Hurd. Video content generated using Gemini Veo. The creator intends to plant a tree for each full video and encourages anybody who enjoys this video to go support a local artist, or plant a tree, or both! Visit http://www.garajmahal.us and Patreon.com/stevefly
@GarajMahalMusic is: @FareedHaqueMusic , Kai Eckhardt, Oz Ozzeldin, Hassan Hurd. Video content generated using Gemini Veo. The creator intends to plant a tree for each full video and encourages anybody who enjoys this video to go support a local artist, or plant a tree, or both! Visit http://www.garajmahal.us and Patreon.com/stevefly
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MANTIS! Yeah....
It's the return of the Mantis, From out of your dreams, Scratching and cutting up the beats, so it seems... This is no D.M.T. trip, (oh no) This is deep scratch and fly lyrics straight off the lip. (trippa trip trip trippa trip trick-nology. Flip it Mantis... Pray. Who's ready to eat?
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