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The Juks: Blue Note Special

Many Jamaican musicians came to reggae from jazz or soul; this is something many people forget today. At the same time, they are and were highly accomplished musicians who often began their training at the Alpha School. What could be more fitting, then, than The Juks, a London-based rocksteady/reggae band who released their first album in 2020?Way Back“crossed my path and remained in my memory? The Juks are actually just Toby Kinder on organ/Wurlitzer and the multi-instrumentalist and producer Lenny Bignell on guitars/Wurlitzer/bass/melodica and drums, who combine jazz classics from the Blue Note catalog with the energy of early reggae and Dub connect. Their music moves between warm, harmonically interesting soundscapes and a constantly driving groove characterized by bass and drums. On their current release “The Juks: Blue Note Special“From the originals emerge multifaceted constellations and instrumentals that reinterpret jazz classics in a fresh and highly invigorating way. From early works like their first album, “Way Back,” to releases like “The Phantom,” the opening track of their current album, a clear focus is evident, manifesting itself in musical curiosity and a technically precise sound. The Juks thus cultivate a style that speaks to both head and hips, remaining authentically rooted in the reggae tradition while remaining open to jazz nuances and psychedelic influences.”

On "Blue Note Special," The Juks subject a decade's worth of material from the Blue Note catalog to a reinterpretation with reggae and Dub-influences. The collection brings together the seven 7-inch singles from their "Blue Note Breakbeats in Reggae" series, along with three other outstanding tracks. The ten tracks offer a brief journey of discovery through the legendary jazz label, founded in the USA in 1939 by German-Jewish emigrants Alfred Lion and Max Margulis. The sources of inspiration are unmistakable. The early reggae of the Pioneers can be heard, as well as nods to Ernest Ranglin, Jackie Mittoo, Count Ossie, Light of Saba, and Augustus Pablo, bridging the gap between these two musically rich traditions.
Lenny Bignell and Toby Kinder offer fresh interpretations of many of the greatest jazz classics ever released on the Blue Note label, while remaining true to their signature instrumental cover style. As an example, I've chosen Ronnie Foster's "Mystic Brew" from 1972. A jazz-funk classic, its melody gradually builds into reggae, interwoven with a rich bass, driving rhythm, and psychedelic guitar sounds.
I also like the guitar in Lou Donaldson's "Brother Soul," where it corresponds with the flute.
For me, once again a wonderful album, with beautiful, gentle melodies, rising wah-wah effects, improvised organ passages and a jazzy touch of cosmic keyboard playfulness.

I would also like to recommend the singles mentioned above to everyone, because they also contain the Dubto hear.

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Stepper Sons: What We're Made of

Nine materials that form the framework of our civilization: Cement, Petroleum, Plastic, Coal, Coltan, Steel, Smoke, Dust, Iron. Stepper Sons from Bordeaux have released their album “What We're Made Of“(No Chief Records) presenting such a tracklist isn't a decorative gimmick, but rather a deliberate statement. Coltan, for example—that rare mineral indispensable for smartphones and electronics, whose extraction in the Congo is linked to civil war, environmental destruction, and humanitarian disasters—simply appears in the track listing. No explanatory text, no footnote. The name is enough. Anyone listening knows what it's about. This is the self-conception of a band that, through its very name, has declared itself a child of the stepper and releases its music on a young, militantly independent French label: music as a stance.”
And the sound? Hypnotic steppers-DubSonically close to techno – Kanka would be the obvious comparison. But what distinguishes Stepper Sons from bad Steppers is that the hypnotic quality isn't achieved at the expense of boredom. A well-constructed Steppers track relies on the power of repetition – and therein lies the danger. Those who rely on the pattern without shaping it produce a metronome. Stepper Sons produce music.
The bass is overwhelmingly dominant. Extremely immersive, warm, hypnotic – listening at home, the dishes on the shelf rattle. This is no accident, but the result of a production decision: bass not as a foundation, but as the main voice. Here, nothing is overpowered.dubbt with bass in the background – here the bass is the event itself.
SKP DubA long-time collaborator from the same Bordeaux scene, appears on "Coltan"; the opening track "Cement" is remixed by Owl Trackers from the Paris area. The album demonstrates the network Stepper Sons operate within: a young, interconnected, self-organized French scene. DubCollective. Definitely a name to keep an eye on.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

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Roommate: Decades In Dub

As an old Deadhead, I've always been captivated by California, and especially the Bay Area. It was there, in the very heart of the Grateful Dead, that music and legendary concerts were born, music that still makes the hearts of Deadheads and hippies beat faster. And it's not just cannabis that's been experiencing a "Californization" for several years now, with the rise of Cali strains. Meanwhile, Californian reggae bands like Chuck Foster, Groundation, Arise Roots, The Expanders, and countless others have also won me over with their open-minded, typically laid-back, guitar-driven sound. It's all the more surprising, then, that Roommate has largely slipped under my radar until now.

Roommate's (Justin McCauley) musical career began at the age of 11 when he had his first guitar lesson. Since then, he has honed his skills by fusing organic and electronic sounds into his distinctive style, developing his own unique signature sound. His first solo album (“DubHe self-released "funk Vol. 1" in 2003, which was very well received and quickly gained musical recognition in "underground circles". DubHaving first conquered the streets of the USA from England, he quickly took a liking to the new musical style and, together with his friend No Thing, produced some milestones of electronic music. Roommate's popularity grew after a series of high-quality releases. What followed were numerous tours with worldwide performances, where he performed with intensity and unbroken passion. Fueled by this success, McCauley founded two record labels: "King Dubbist” and “Avocaudio”, two further forward-looking musical projects that focus on first-class vibes and outstanding productions, covering a wide spectrum of DubThey cover everything from step-by-step and trip-hop to jungle and reggae. They exemplify and represent Roommate's musical spectrum and his penchant for musical freshness.

Last weekend I finally immersed myself in the extremely productive and diverse sonic universe of Justin McCauley, aka Roommate. With his new album “Roommate – Decades in Dub“(Avocaudio) ultimately hit the spot for me too. Roommate has taken 12 tracks from his vast repertoire spanning 2016 to 2025, significantly lowering the volume, deconstructing, and reconstructing them to enrich them with imaginative sounds. A blend of echoes and reverb paired with the typical psychedelic West Coast sound. Rich basslines stretch into dimensions where melodies dissolve into a tape delay haze, while familiar motifs in dubhallucinations disappear. The original "Mezcal," which is almost six minutes long, was released as "Mezcal." Dub“Cut down to less than four minutes. This is where I think Roommate's studio work is most impressively demonstrated. Roommate shows his DubUnderstanding through his unique West Coast perspective: a blend of experimentation, intuition, imagination, and boundless sonic diversity. The result is dense, surprising, and reveals hidden paths, versions, and new sonic worlds of the original material.

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bungalow Dub Meets Vibronics: Bungaronics – Resistencia

When two producers release a joint album, they usually simply divide it: Artist A handles the first half, Artist B the second. Bungaronics – Resistencia (SCOOPS Records) does things differently. Vibronics from Leicester and Bungalo Dub From Iztapalapa, Mexico, they use the same six riddims – and rework each one in their own version. You first hear "Bad Mind" in the vibronics mix with Nia Songbird on vocals, immediately followed by the bungalow-DubA mix of the same track. Then "BURU," again in two versions in succession. And so on. It's a direct comparison rarely heard – and more revealing than any theoretical description of what constitutes the respective producer's signature style.
The project name "Bungaronics" is no coincidence, but rather a deliberate concept: bungalow and vibronics, combined into a single word. The album title "Resistencia"—Spanish for resistance—refers to the project's Mexican roots, but also to an attitude shared by both artists. The geographical scope of their work could hardly be broader. Leicester meets Iztapalapa—a working-class neighborhood in southern Mexico City. Dub have been creating since 2001 Dub in a scene that is still underrepresented in global perception. Mexico as Dub"Location" isn't a term that immediately springs to mind. The fact that it exists, and that it sounds like this, is a discovery.
The production is exceptionally tight. Steppers – but without a single dull moment. That's harder than it sounds. Anyone familiar with poorly produced steppers knows how quickly the genre's hypnotic potential can tip into monotony. That doesn't happen here. The basslines are punchy, the groove is spot on. Vibronics delivers – no surprise there, but it's great to hear it so clearly again. And Bungalo Dub They keep up effortlessly.
As a direct comparison shows: Both come from the same Dub-Kosmos, but speak with different accents. Vibronics is more precise, denser, and has a Britishly understated approach. Bungalo Dub There's more space in the mix, occasionally a different focus in the effects. Anyone who listens closely will learn more about this album. Dub-Production as if straight out of a textbook.

Rating: 4.5 out of 5.

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Captain Yossarian: Fela Kuti in Dub

Dub is the only music genre that is both style and method – and therein lies a possibility that always fascinates me: Dub It can be applied to any style of music without the result sounding like reggae for even a second. If Afrobeat the DubUnder this treatment, Afrobeat remains Afrobeat – but it becomes more spatial, deeper, analytically deconstructed and reassembled at the mixing console. This isn't a stylistic costume thrown onto a song. It's a production principle that intervenes in the music, rebuilding it from within. And that's precisely what Captain Yossarian achieves. Fela Kuti in Dub (Agogo Records) with four classics by the Nigerian grandmaster.
Who exactly is Captain Yossarian? Behind the name – borrowed from Joseph Heller's absurd war novel "Catch-22" – is Manuel da Coll, drummer, producer, and Dub-An enthusiast from Munich. His studio, Katzlbaum, is located in the working-class district of Untergiesing and, as befits its location, is a vibrant crossroads: Krautrock pioneers like Embryo work here, Poets of Rhythm mastermind Jan Weissenfeldt has his headquarters here, Franz Ferdinand's guitarist Nick McCarthy meets here with local brass bands, touring bands play impromptu concerts and sleep on the sofa. Not a sterile production space, but a small microcosm of music history. Live, Coll plays drums for LaBrassBanda, FEH, and Pollyester; he also runs the Dubtrain.one, a self-built, battery-powered mobile sound system. Dub For him, it's not a niche, but a way of life.
Im DubCaptain Yossarian became known to those in certain circles through "Bob Marley in..." Dub“(2021, Echo Beach), which Don Letts presented on BBC 6 Music at the time. “Fela Kuti in Dub“ is the logical next step – with even greater conceptual boldness.
Because what Coll is tackling here is anything but obvious. Fela Kuti's music is the exact opposite of that minimalist structure based on just a few elements, from which classical music derives its foundation. Dub its power derives from this. Kuti's Afrobeat – which he developed in the early seventies together with drummer Tony Allen – is polyphonic, multi-layered, carried by a large band, and rhythmically meticulously interwoven. It is precisely this complexity that makes the experiment so appealing: Can music that is simultaneously organized into dense layers by twenty musicians be analytically dissected, reassembled, and analyzed in the Dub-Space catapulting – without tearing the tissue?
The answer, which “Fela Kuti in Dub“There is a resounding yes. But you have to listen closely to how Coll does it. It would be insufficient to simply add reverb and echo to Kuti's tracks. What Captain Yossarian does is true deconstruction: He tears open the complexity, makes layers disappear and reappear, works with the gaps that arise when a brass section suddenly drops out of the mix.”dubThe concept is based on the Jamaican disco mix – the format that begins a song as an instrumental and then develops it into a full-length version. Dub-Version transferred.
This works so well also because Afrobeat and Dub They are not such dissimilar siblings as they initially appear. The repetitive, pattern-based structure of Kuti's music is a precursor to modern production techniques like techno and house – precisely that hypnotic, cyclical quality shared by both styles is what defines "Fela Kuti in Dub“its internal coherence.”
This becomes particularly clear in the specific sonic choices Captain Yossarian made for the four Kuti classics. On "Water No Get Enemy," thunderous spring reverb units and percussion imitate torrential rain—the song title becomes a sonic sculpture. "Zombie" features marching soldiers and shotgun-like bursts of sound: Kuti's political message remains audible even where no words are sung. "Expensive Shit" includes a cash register, a clever dramatic device that carries on the satirical content of the original without lyrics. And "Everything Scatter" sends out sounds played live on a Korg MS10. Dub-Sirens through the mix. This attention to detail makes it clear: Here, someone isn't just using effects, but is thinking about music.
The fact that only analog instruments, sounds, and effects were used is immediately apparent on the album, without needing to be explained. Mix and live-DubCaptain Yossarian and engineer Seb-I (Sebastian Kellig) took over at Sausage Studios in London: everything in real time, faders and effects at their fingertips. That is Dub in its purest form.
The lineup that da Coll assembled for the recordings is consistent. Prince Tempopolice – a committed Afrobeat fan who has toured the world with highlife legends like Ebo Taylor and Pat Thomas, and most recently with Ghana's Santrofi – plays on "Zombie in Dub“Drums. Jan Weissenfeldt, known from Poets of Rhythm and the Whitefield Brothers, can be heard on “Water No Get Enemy.” And Jimi Tenor, who recorded the album “Inspiration, Information” together with Tony Allen – Fela Kuti’s drummer – delivers on “Expensive Shit in Dub“His saxophone. This is not a randomly assembled lineup, but a biographical consequence.”
One final, almost unparalleled touch in the production story: For the premaster, Captain Yossarian asked Sodi Marciszewer of Zarma Studio in Paris—who has produced, among others, Fela Kuti, Femi Kuti, Seun Kuti, and Damian Marley—to record the mix on the very original Decca mixing console that Fela Kuti had worked on in Lagos. A mixing console as a historical witness, as a physical point of contact between the legacy and its reinvention. This is either very romantic fetishism or very profound respect. I tend to think it's both.
“Fela Kuti in Dub“ is what such encounters can be at their best: not a homage, not a remix, not an adaptation in the trivial sense – but an independent work that distills a third language from two strong musical traditions.

Rating: 4.5 out of 5.

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Subset: Gathering the Threads

Rhythm & Sound – the Berlin duo Moritz von Oswald and Mark Ernestus – achieved something rare in the early 2000s: They created Jamaican Dub Minimal techno was folded together in such a way that a new, third language emerged – one that still audibly carries both of its source languages ​​within it. A language that continues to have an impact to this day – even on the other side of the world.
Subset from Brisbane and the Australian label Primary Colours Music operate precisely within this coordinate system. Gathering The Threads (Primary Colours) therefore sounds like minimal techno – and in a way, it is. But the reggae offbeat shines through, and the hypnotic DubThe overall scheme comes into its own. The grooves are patient, the arrangements sparse. Every element is given space in the mix. The bass rolls in long arcs, the DubChords move smoothly through the stereo image, spring reverb units give the whole thing a haptic texture.
What makes it particularly beautiful is that this music knows exactly what it is and what it doesn't want to be. It doesn't seek resolution, but rather tension – “Dub "We Bring," the closing track, reduces the material to an almost skeletal minimum, where the space itself becomes an instrument. Pugilist, a producer from the same Melbourne scene, further deepens the center of gravity in his remix of "Dust Breather," making the atmosphere denser and the groove more introspective. A beautiful example of this... Dub It doesn't have to be reggae – and yet Dub remains.

Rating: 4 out of 5.
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Foreigners Everywhere: If Everything is Possible, Nothing is Necessary.

That Dub Everyone is probably aware that music is political. However, it's rare to find a band that so consistently infuses its political message into every aspect of its work, like Foreigners Everywhere from Pula, Croatia. The collective understands its... Dub Explicitly as a tool: anarchist, anti-fascist, and based on solidarity. All proceeds go to grassroots projects for human, animal, and environmental rights – and the album is released on Woodland Records from Bulgaria, one of the most consistent DubA "for social change" label in the European underground. This isn't an add-on, but rather a core principle. And that's a good thing. Because Dub Music has never been without attitude – from the first mixing console experiments in Kingston to Adrian Sherwood's On-U Sound, the genre has always been a commentary on the world in which it was created. The fact that Foreigners Everywhere not only continue this tradition but also breathe life into it with genuine conviction deserves respect. And the best part: the music keeps pace.
If Everything Is Possible, Nothing Is Necessary. (Woodland Records) Foreigners' Everywhere is technically impressive. What immediately grabs me is the Steppers' sound: powerful, sometimes almost brutal, clearly designed for use in sound systems – the basslines aren't just background music, but concise little melodies with their own weight. And that's the real heart of this album: the source material is simply good. At first glance, you might think the structures are straightforward. But the longer you listen, the more layers reveal themselves: the arrangement is well thought out, the mix is ​​clear and vibrant, the groove is hard to beat.
What makes the album particularly interesting is its network quality. Foreigners Everywhere produced it. Dub as a collective project – almost every track bears the fingerprint of a different mixing partner. Homegrown sound, Dubar Sound, Jah Free, Kodama DubThese are not arbitrary collaborations, but a European network of solidarity that is reflected in the sound. Track 5, “Pula – Stefan Stambolovo – Southend-on-Sea”, even names it: three geographical points that mark the coordinates of this project – Croatia, Bulgaria, England. Dub as cartography. The album concludes with "Demokracija" featuring GUW and Zion Train – perhaps the strongest track on the album.

Rating: 4 out of 5.
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Prince Lincoln Thompson & The Royal Breeds: God Sent Dub (Deluxe Edition)

In principle, Prince Lincoln Thompson and his Royal Rasses aren't among my absolute favorites. Although I'm not particularly fond of his falsetto voice, I especially appreciate his albums for their incredible musicianship. After all, two of them belong to... DubAlbums by Prince Lincoln Thompson and the Royal Rasses are among my absolute favorites. DubFor a desert island. First up: "Harder Na Rass" remixed by Prince Jammy, but that's not the album I'm talking about here. My focus is on "Prince Lincoln Thompson & The Royal Breeds: God Sent Dub“(Deluxe Edition) by Burning Sounds from 2023. An album that had been forgotten for many years before its re-release, although for me it is a very important album from this era. To the “God Sent DubThe 1980 vocal album "Natural Wild" preceded this, a strained attempt to create a reggae crossover album with the then-popular Joe Jackson in an effort to finally achieve the hoped-for commercial breakthrough. Unfortunately, the plan backfired. Prince Lincoln Thompson never received the recognition he deserved. Even after Bob Marley's death, when record labels were frantically searching for the next reggae superstar, fame eluded him. Frankly, in retrospect and with the patina of 46 years, "Natural Wild" is a very fine album overall.
Prince Lincoln Thompson recorded his last album in 1997 and died two years later.

The “God Sent Dub“(Burning Sounds) is one of my absolute favorites in Dub-sector. Looking at the band that contributed their skills to the album, one can only nod in agreement: Mikey “Boo” Richards (drums), Bertram “Ranchie” McLean (bass), Ansel Collins (organ, grand piano), Aswad's Tony 'Gad” Robinson (synthesizer), Radcliffe “Dougie” Bryan, and Willie Lindo (guitar). Joe Jackson's band also joined them, but they were not involved in the... DubIt is barely noticeable acoustically. Originally, the “God Sent” Dub“Pressed as a white label edition of 300 copies and under Dub-music enthusiasts in London. After that, the album became legendary among collectors. For many years I didn't know who had sold the "God Sent" Dub“ has mixed. The handwritten matrix reads “BIBO 'N' CHRIS” on side A and “ on side BDUB CITY”. Two mysterious sound engineers, two reggae fans who, as we now know, were Chris Lane (reggae editor) and Andy Gierus (sound engineer). Two relatively inexperienced people at the time who secured studio time to turn “Natural Wild” into Dub-to make an album. The next hurdle the two had to overcome was studio time. Instead of the anticipated four hours, they only had two. So they had to work quickly, not pay attention to details, and improvise. Due to the lack of time, it was impossible for Chris Lane and Andy Gierus to properly check and adjust all the tracks, which inevitably led to some mistakes and glitches. Later, Chris Lane reportedly tried to correct some errors by cutting and pasting, King Tubby-style. Perhaps it was precisely this lack of time that made the album so special. DubThe album is so authentic, giving it charm and much more soul than the original.

My conclusion: Those who opt for the CD will receive a total of 13 tracks – seven originals and six alternate mixes. The alternate mix of "Smiling Faces" is completely missing because it was so badly damaged that it could no longer be restored. Although Chris Lane had little to no prior experience in mixing and remixing, he nevertheless succeeded in creating an exceptional project in the classic roots genre.Dub-style to create.

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Rockers Hi Fi: Original Lo Fi

The most interesting thing about Original Lo-Fi (!K7) by Rockers Hi-Fi is what you don't hear: highly polished studio work, calculated arrangements, the oiled craftsmanship of seasoned professionals. Instead: a storage room above a piano shop in Birmingham, Casio samplers, an Atari 1040, and the feeling that these people are experimenting with something that doesn't yet have a proper name. It is precisely this rawness, this productive uninformedness of the early nineties, that makes the album such an insightful document three decades later.
What particularly impressed me was that Rockers Hi-Fi was ahead of its time (by pushing the boundaries of Dub boldly crossed boundaries) – and were simultaneously perfectly in tune with the times. Like Dreadzone, Zion Train, Groove Corporation, or Rhythm & Sound, they successfully crossed over into the house genre without the Dub-core to abandon. On “Sexy Selector” and “DeMat DubRim" you can clearly hear it: Dub-An aesthetic that isn't ashamed to have been produced for dance floors. And "Clint Eastwood Is Tuffer Than Lee Van Cleef" is a Dub-House-Bastard of the best kind – direct, rough, unforgettable.
That the album is now being re-released and remastered thirty years after its creation makes perfect sense. It doesn't sound like nostalgia, but rather like an idea that has since proven itself. Anyone who wants to know where a good part of today's DubThe Electronica discourse finds one of its roots here.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

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Echoes from the Machine

Why AI-generated Dub Our understanding of creativity and musical culture has been shaken.

Some time ago I wrote a review of the current Harris Pilton album “Think Dubby“, which I quite liked. One of thousands of reviews I've written in my life. And yet it was this one that was quite…” Controversy here in Dubblog which triggered it, because I hadn't noticed that Harris Pilton was producing his DubIt appears that artificial intelligence was used. At least, that accusation has been made – although not proven. On the other hand, Haris has not explicitly denied it either, so it is indeed reasonable to assume that AI was involved.

Fortunately, the dispute didn't affect me or my review as much. It was really just the pretext for leveling serious accusations against Haris Pilton. He would... Dub-Cheat the community and dishonor our sacred genre.

While in some genres nobody seems to really care whether AI is involved in the production, it certainly does in some cases. Dub There is apparently a huge difference between "honest" music and music fraud.

I must admit that I too was somewhat shocked and quietly at my DubI doubted their competence. How could I not have heard that the DubWere they AI-generated? How could I have missed that? Indeed, the quality of Pilton's productions varies considerably, and his oeuvre also appears stylistically disparate. That should have made me skeptical. Furthermore, the album "Think" DubThe album itself isn't very cohesive. There are brilliant tracks, but also some weaker ones that stand out.

Only afterwards did I wonder why it actually makes such a difference whether Dub Whether it's AI-generated or "handcrafted" is irrelevant. My motto is actually: "What matters is the end result." And I stand by that: Ultimately, what counts is what you can actually hear. A work is good or bad regardless of how it came about, what technology was used, who created it, whether a lot or a little money, time, or talent was invested. Information about these things may influence our perception and help us understand a work better. But it doesn't change the quality of the music, because the sound that reaches our ears remains the same—no matter what we know about it. So we have to be able to judge the quality of a piece of music without all that prior knowledge, based solely on what's actually there: the pure music. Seen in this light, it doesn't matter whether real musicians were involved, whether it was produced digitally with Logic Pro, whether it was sampled, or whether the music is AI-generated, right? 

It's strange that it's not the case. AI music from Brighton Dub Club or from Full Dub I don't enjoy listening to riddims. They arouse a feeling of revulsion in me – and apparently in many others as well. Dub-friends. Why is that?

Attempt at explanation 1

One explanation could be that AI-DubThis is a fraudulent rip-off of human musicians, since the AI ​​was trained on the material of human music creators – without these creators being compensated. This argument is often heard from creatives in various disciplines: graphic designers, illustrators, photographers, copywriters, videographers, writers, and many more. These individuals have invested considerable time and effort in honing their skills – and now AI is taking their jobs. The AI ​​is only able to do this, perfidiously, because it has "trained" its skills on the works of these creative professionals. Legally, this boils down to the question of whether the AI ​​developers have unlawfully used copyrighted material to train their models. This is the subject of current legal discussions, and we will likely soon find out whether OpenAI, Google, Anthropic, Suno, and the others will have to pay back royalties, a kind of "GEMA" (German performing rights society).

The general principle of learning from the works of others is certainly not shameful. After all, what does AI actually do differently than human students learning from the works of great masters? Isn't it perfectly normal educational practice to hone one's skills using the works of others? We train in essentially the same way as AI does, by looking at, analyzing, and studying the works of others. Aside from the fact that we learn orders of magnitude more efficiently, it's exactly the same thing AI does. However—and this is a crucial difference—we have previously spent money on a museum visit, a book, or a Spotify subscription. So, indirectly, we have paid the creative individuals for the privilege of studying their work.

That we make use of the works of others becomes even clearer with sampling, collages, or "quotations." Here, we are outright copying—which is generally accepted. Well-chosen samples are even praised, a clever quotation is appreciated, and collages are considered independent works of art. So why on earth do we have a problem with AI-generated Dubs?

Attempt at explanation 2

Perhaps it's wounded vanity because no one really bothers to create the music I dedicate my time to listening to attentively? Can I enjoy music if there's no artist who cares about me as a listener? If there's no one who wants to please me, who strives for my enjoyment, who ideally has something to tell me? In short: Can I enjoy and appreciate music if there's no human creator behind it?

Strangely enough, this isn't a problem with an idyllic landscape. No human creator stands behind it, and yet we enjoy and appreciate it fervently. The same applies to other natural beauties. How fascinating is the sight of some plants or animals, which are also not the work of an artist. Why should it be any different with music, painting, or film? Perhaps in the future, a truly great AI will be able to compose only good music. All killer, no filler! What could possibly be wrong with that?

Attempt at explanation 3

Perhaps we need to delve a little deeper into the Western psyche to find an explanation for the unease we feel when confronted with AI music or AI art. So let's start with Sigmund Freud. In his 1917 work "A Difficulty in Psychoanalysis," Freud describes the resistances that, in his view, stand in the way of the psychoanalysis he developed. Like any scientific innovation, it too must prevail against established thought—not least because it has "hurt strong feelings of humanity."

Freud identifies three major blows to human narcissism: the cosmological blow by Copernicus, who banished man from the center of the universe; the biological blow by Darwin, who placed man in the ranks of animals; and finally the psychological blow by Freud himself, who declared to the ego that it was “not master in its own house”.

Since then, further blows have been inflicted. Neurobiology has at least significantly shaken the old separation of body and mind. The self, which we so readily conceive of as an autonomous entity, increasingly appears as a function of a body determined by chemistry, biology, drives, routines, and unconscious processes. 

And now, quite recently, comes the next outrageous challenge: intelligence and creativity are apparently no longer exclusively human. Machines write texts, paint pictures, compose music, design, generate voices, imitate styles, and solve problems for which, until very recently, we would have required talent, education, experience, or at least a sensitive inner life.

That's hurtful. Of course it's hurtful. Because it takes away another bastion where we had long made ourselves comfortable. When a machine suddenly DubIf a machine can produce an album that works, at least at first glance, then this not only calls into question the machine itself, but also our understanding of what human creativity actually is. Who can truly enjoy a work that simultaneously suggests that some of our most fundamental distinctions between humans and machines might be less stable than we thought?

But this explanation isn't enough. The resistance to AI-generated music isn't merely wounded pride. Nor is it simply the offended reaction of a species that has discovered it has gained competition. Many objections to AI are far more concrete. Musicians, producers, graphic designers, authors, and other creatives don't just fear that machines might become better than them. They fear that platforms, labels, streaming services, and content farms will use AI to devalue human work, drive down fees, circumvent rights, and transform culture into a mass-produced, interchangeable, and ultimately uninspired mass of sentimentality.

This isn't merely a narcissistic injury, but a real question of power. Who owns the training data? Who profits from the models? Who gets replaced, who gets paid, who remains visible? Who can afford to continue treating human creativity as a precious commodity when synthetic alternatives are cheaper, faster, and infinitely scalable? In this sense, the unease surrounding AI music is also a distrust of the economic structures in which this music is created and disseminated. Perhaps, then, our aversion isn't directed solely at the machine itself, but at the world that produces it and which, in all likelihood, will make it even more efficient, smoother, and more ruthless.

Nevertheless, the psychological affront remains a significant part of the problem. Even if all legal issues were resolved, even if musicians were fairly compensated, even if it were transparently indicated which music is AI-generated and which is not, a lingering unease would likely remain. The idea that creativity can arise from probabilities, patterns, and contextual windows, without experience, vulnerability, boredom, longing, or a connection to the world, contradicts our ingrained understanding of art. We want to sense someone behind a work: a subject, an intention, a body, a life. AI, however, might deliver a result without providing this story. And therein lies its unacceptability.

Attempt at explanation 4

Which brings us to the topic of the artist's personality. For thousands of years, we as human beings have been conditioned to believe that cultural and artistic works originate from gifted individuals. While artists were once considered craftsmen, the idea of ​​the artistic genius emerged in the 18th century. This concept is still understood today as an original, creative individual who brings forth something new from inner strength. This notion reached its zenith in the Romantic era around 1800: The artist became almost a visionary, extraordinary figure with a special connection to truth, nature, or the absolute. Art appeared as an expression of a particular inner power. This "artist myth" persists—albeit in a weakened form—to this day and shapes our view of art and culture. Even though the solitary creative genius has increasingly become a figure within the complex web of society, market, technology, and collaboration, we currently find it extremely difficult to understand art as something that might exist without a human creator. 

Furthermore, for centuries art primarily served religion. Its task was to mythologize religious narratives. Art and religion have thus always been closely intertwined. As this function increasingly receded into the background with modernity, art, in the course of its "liberation," began to mythologize, elevate, and glorify itself. Art thus became a religion in its own right—and artists its priests.

If we want to overturn this conception of art and artists in light of AI, we must fight against the centuries-old predisposition to believe in higher orders, authorities, and systems of meaning, and in charismatic leaders—be they clergy, rulers, or indeed artists. This belief has provided us with meaning, protection, order, belonging, and relief all this time—and now, in the face of thinking machines, we are supposed to abandon it? How can we simply question all of this because we suddenly learn that, among other things, art can exist without the traditional authorities of art?

Attempt at explanation 5

Added to this is another significant loss: the loss of the artwork itself. We vinyl collectors already found it extremely difficult to relinquish the physical, tactile representation of a musical work and instead buy an MP3 file from the iTunes Store – at least we still had that file on our hard drive. With streaming, we've lost even this possession. Music has become an intangible commodity. But at least the work still exists in the form of an album, or at least a single track, as the smallest entity in our Spotify library.

But let's imagine what it will look like in perhaps five years when Spotify's AI no longer needs to pre-produce songs, as is currently the case, but can generate them "on the fly," that is, in real time. So, unlike now, the Spotify stream will no longer consist largely of pre-produced AI tracks, but rather of a flow of music generated in real time, designed precisely to our tastes. The music would then truly only exist at the moment of its creation. This would also make the virtual music collection of a media library obsolete, and with the artist, the work itself would vanish.

A dystopia? Then let's bookmark this article and reread it in five years. I'm curious myself to see what will happen to our favorite music then.

In any case – I think that's become clear – I'm not convinced that AI music, and especially AI-DubAI music doesn't have to be inherently evil. Rather, it's our psychological state – narcissistic injury, belief in art, fear of loss – that prevents us from seeing and accepting the supposed qualities of AI music.

I must say that I myself find it difficult to write this.

Furthermore: Let's look at current and future music production without prejudice. Let's listen closely and decide, based solely on what reaches our ears, whether it's good or bad music. "None of us can stop time."

Or?

Reconciliation attempt 1

This is perhaps precisely where the real contradiction lies. On the one hand, the sound remains the same. A bass line doesn't become worse just because I later learn that it wasn't played by a bassist. An echo doesn't measurably lose depth because it originates from an algorithm. The reverberation space doesn't physically shrink as soon as I know that no one manually manipulated it at the mixing console. What reaches my ear remains identical. And yet, we apparently never hear music as pure sound. We always hear it also as a trace of a practice, an attitude, a scene, a story.

Especially at Dub It's hard to ignore. Dub It's not just a sound aesthetic made up of bass, reverb, echo, drop-outs and delay loops. Dub It encompasses studio craftsmanship, sound system culture, improvisation, material processing, social background, physicality, and spatial awareness. Dub It thrives on someone taking hold of a mostly existing material, dissecting it, reassembling it, exploring it in depth, letting it disappear, and then bringing it back to life. Ideally, you hear not just a result, but a process: hands on the mixing console, decisions made in the moment, the courage to leave gaps, a taste for risk, and sometimes even the charming imperfection of an idea, which is precisely what makes it so vibrant.

When AI-Dub By merely replicating this entire network of relationships without actually participating in it, a deficiency may arise that isn't necessarily detectable in the frequency spectrum. Perhaps everything sounds "right": the bass warm, the snare dry, the delay nicely offset, the melodica in the right place. And yet, something is missing. Not because the machine has chosen the wrong sound, but because the sound no longer carries a story—or at least none that I can believe in. The deficit then lies not in the sound itself, but in the meaning of what is heard. It is not an acoustic loss, but a cultural one.

That makes things more complicated than I'd like. Because when I say, "Only the end result counts," I'm reducing music to its audible outcome. That makes sense as an antidote to prejudice. But perhaps it's also insufficient. Perhaps a musical work consists not only of vibrations in the air, but also of the relationships that coalesce within it: between musicians, technology, tradition, the scene, the audience, history, and the present. Especially Dub It was always more than a sound. It was a method, a place, an attitude towards the world. And that's precisely why AI affects us.Dub Perhaps more sensitive than AI-generated elevator music. It doesn't just imitate a surface, but a cultural practice that, for many of us, is charged with far more than a few pretty echo effects.

So you see me torn by contradictions. Let's have a discussion about these questions. In any case, we'll see what happens. I'm convinced that reggae and Dub They are such strong musical ideas that they will retain their power and impact even under altered production conditions. But that doesn't happen automatically. Dub If something is to remain more than a pretty, echoing stylistic surface, then we must continue to debate what truly defines it. Perhaps in the end, what really matters is "the end result." But what comes out is never just sound. It is also history, attitude, origin, practice, promise, deception, longing, and sometimes a hurt that we must first understand before we can overcome it.

Incidentally, Haris Pilton recently: Think Dubby, Vol. 2 It's been released. I like it.