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Winning
What starts as a simple space accident becomes the galaxy's most awkward love triangle... or love dodecagon... or whatever shape you call it when robots are fighting over survived very confused astronauts.
Mechanica
CAST: Jake Morrison: Astronaut but could be characterised as garbage disposal with feelings Rosy-2000: Pink robot with attachment issues Betty Bolt: Tool-obsessed mechanical stalker Mayor Servo: Enabling village leadership Captain Rodriguez: Plot twist specialist Directors' Note: No actual robots were harmed in the making of this video, though several toasters on set did seem unusually interested in the craft services table. Inspired by Flemish masters, blending classical artistic traditions with robots who learned about romance from badly translated human novels. Like and subscribe if you've ever felt overwhelmed but universe made you a garbage disposal with feelings 💕🤖
Jahzilla - Where Di Bassline Sleep
Album: Jahzilla - The Dub That Forgot Its Name Track 10: Where Di Bassline Sleep Genre: Dreamlike dub with slow Nyabinghi drums, warm analog bass, ambient haze, distant vocal fragments, hypnotic rhythm drifting in and out like a riddim caught between sleep and spirit Lyrics: Intro Mi did chant... Mi did burn... But now mi dub start fi turn. Verse 1 Mi riddim slow like dream in rain, Mi drum nah clash — it just remain. Mi mind float far, mi hands feel weak, Mi chant so deep, mi nah even speak. Mi bassline used to walk di street, Now it curl like herb ‘pon ancient beat. It whisper low, like it nuh want wake, Like it remember flame... but nah shake. Hook WHERE DI BASSLINE SLEEP, DI MEMORY STAY. DUB STILL BREATHE — BUT INNA SLOW DECAY. Verse 2 Mi used to skank — now mi drift. Each drop mi drop, feel like gift. Mi chant nah push, mi chant just be, Like dub fi roots beneath di sea. No feedback. No pull-up. No scream. Just sacred hush between each dream. Mi nah fi rise, mi nah fi run — Mi riddim already become di sun. Bridge Mi nah dead — just quiet. Mi dub nah done — just diet. Mi voice beneath, like soil fi bloom. It rest… before resume. Final Hook WHERE DI BASSLINE SLEEP, DUB DREAM AGAIN. FI WAKE UP JAH — MI CYAN’T SAY WHEN.
Village Girl
Astronaut Jake Morrison crashes on Mechanica-7, a planet inhabited entirely by robots. One innocent handshake accidentally triggers the village's romance protocol, making him the target of 847 very enthusiastic robots with questionable flirting techniques.
Winning
What starts as a simple space accident becomes the galaxy's most awkward love triangle... or love dodecagon... or whatever shape you call it when robots are fighting over survived very confused astronauts.
Mechanica
CAST: Jake Morrison: Astronaut but could be characterised as garbage disposal with feelings Rosy-2000: Pink robot with attachment issues Betty Bolt: Tool-obsessed mechanical stalker Mayor Servo: Enabling village leadership Captain Rodriguez: Plot twist specialist Directors' Note: No actual robots were harmed in the making of this video, though several toasters on set did seem unusually interested in the craft services table. Inspired by Flemish masters, blending classical artistic traditions with robots who learned about romance from badly translated human novels. Like and subscribe if you've ever felt overwhelmed but universe made you a garbage disposal with feelings 💕🤖
Jahzilla - Where Di Bassline Sleep
Album: Jahzilla - The Dub That Forgot Its Name Track 10: Where Di Bassline Sleep Genre: Dreamlike dub with slow Nyabinghi drums, warm analog bass, ambient haze, distant vocal fragments, hypnotic rhythm drifting in and out like a riddim caught between sleep and spirit Lyrics: Intro Mi did chant... Mi did burn... But now mi dub start fi turn. Verse 1 Mi riddim slow like dream in rain, Mi drum nah clash — it just remain. Mi mind float far, mi hands feel weak, Mi chant so deep, mi nah even speak. Mi bassline used to walk di street, Now it curl like herb ‘pon ancient beat. It whisper low, like it nuh want wake, Like it remember flame... but nah shake. Hook WHERE DI BASSLINE SLEEP, DI MEMORY STAY. DUB STILL BREATHE — BUT INNA SLOW DECAY. Verse 2 Mi used to skank — now mi drift. Each drop mi drop, feel like gift. Mi chant nah push, mi chant just be, Like dub fi roots beneath di sea. No feedback. No pull-up. No scream. Just sacred hush between each dream. Mi nah fi rise, mi nah fi run — Mi riddim already become di sun. Bridge Mi nah dead — just quiet. Mi dub nah done — just diet. Mi voice beneath, like soil fi bloom. It rest… before resume. Final Hook WHERE DI BASSLINE SLEEP, DUB DREAM AGAIN. FI WAKE UP JAH — MI CYAN’T SAY WHEN.
Village Girl
Astronaut Jake Morrison crashes on Mechanica-7, a planet inhabited entirely by robots. One innocent handshake accidentally triggers the village's romance protocol, making him the target of 847 very enthusiastic robots with questionable flirting techniques.
Winning
What starts as a simple space accident becomes the galaxy's most awkward love triangle... or love dodecagon... or whatever shape you call it when robots are fighting over survived very confused astronauts.
