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This is one in a series about possible futures, which will be published in Booch News over the coming weeks. Episode 7 appeared last week. New episodes drop every Friday. Overview Peer-to-peer flavor-sharing platforms enabled home brewers to distribute taste profiles as digital files. Blockchain-verified SCOBY genetics allowed anyone to recreate award-winning kombucha flavors. Traditional beverage companies lost control as open-source fermentation recipes spread globally. This episode follows teenage hacker Luna Reyes as she reverse-engineers Heineken’s proprietary “A-yeast” strain and the century-old master strain used for Budweiser, releasing them under Creative Commons license, triggering a flavor renaissance that made corporate beverages taste like cardboard by comparison. Luna Reyes: The Seventeen-Year-Old Who Liberated Flavor Luna Reyes was brewing kombucha in her Oakland garage when she changed the course of human history. The daughter of Mexican immigrants, she had learned fermentation from her grandmother while teaching herself bioinformatics through YouTube tutorials and volunteering at the Counter Culture Labs Maker Space on Shattuck Avenue. By fifteen, she was running the Bay Area’s most sophisticated home laboratory, utilizing jury-rigged DNA sequencers and microscopes constructed from smartphone cameras. Her breakthrough came in February 2043 while investigating why her kombucha never tasted quite like expensive craft varieties and was different again from her grandmother’s home brew. Using Crispr techniques learned from online forums, Luna began reverse-engineering the microbial genetics of premium alcoholic beverages. Her target wasn’t kombucha—it was the closely guarded yeast strains that gave corporate beers their distinctive flavors. Luna hunched over her microscope, examining bacterial cultures from her latest kombucha batch. Around her, salvaged DNA sequencers hummed, fermentation vessels bubbled, and computer screens displayed multi-hued patterns of genetic sequences. Her grandmother, Rosa, entered carrying a tray with three glasses of homemade kombucha. “Mija, you’ve been working for six hours straight. Drink something.” Luna accepted the glass without looking up. “Abuela, your kombucha tastes better than anything I can buy in stores and the ones I’ve experimented with. Why? I’m using the same base ingredients—tea, sugar, water—but mine never has this complexity.” Her grandmother laughed. “Because I’ve been feeding this SCOBY for forty years. It knows what to do. You can’t rush relationships.” Luna’s sister Maya, lounging against a workbench, waved her phone. “Luna, people have noticed your forum post about Health-Ade’s fermentation process. Someone says you’re wasting your time trying to replicate commercial kombuchas.” “I’m not trying to replicate them,” Luna said, finally looking up. “I’m trying to understand why their kombucha tastes different than that I make at home. It’s not the ingredients. It’s not the process. It’s the microbial genetics.” Rosa sat down beside her granddaughter. “When I was young in Oaxaca, every family had their own kombucha culture, passed down generation to generation. Each tasted different because the bacteria adapted to their environment, their ingredients, their care. We had a saying, Hay tantas fermentaciones en el mundo como estrellas en el cielo nocturno – there are as many ferments in the world as stars in the night sky. The big companies want every bottle to be identical. That kills what makes fermentation special.” “Exactly!” Luna pulled up genetic sequences on her screen. “I’ve been reverse-engineering samples from different commercial kombuchas. Health-Ade, GT’s, Brew Dr—they all have consistent microbial profiles.” The Great Heist: Cracking Corporate DNA Luna’s first major hack targeted Heineken’s legendary “A-yeast” strain, developed in 1886 by Dr. Hartog Elion—a student of renowned chemist Louis Pasteur—in the company’s Amsterdam laboratory and protected by over 150 years of trade secret law. Using samples obtained from discarded brewery waste (technically legal under the “garbage doctrine”), she spent six months mapping the strain’s complete genetic sequence in her makeshift lab. The breakthrough required extraordinary ingenuity. Luna couldn’t afford professional gene sequencers, so she modified a broken Illumina iSeq100 purchased on eBay for $200. Her sequencing runs took weeks rather than hours; her results were identical to those produced by million-dollar laboratory equipment. Her detailed laboratory notebooks, later published as The Garage Genomics Manifesto, became essential reading for the biotech hacker movement. The Budweiser project proved even more challenging. Anheuser-Busch’s century-old master strain had been protected by layers of corporate secrecy rivaling classified military programs. The company maintained multiple backup cultures in cryogenic facilities across three continents, never allowing complete genetic mapping by outside researchers. Luna’s success required infiltrating the company’s waste-disposal systems at four breweries, collecting samples over 18 months while evading corporate security. The Decision The night before Luna was scheduled to meet her fellow bio-hackers at Oakland’s Counter Culture Labs, she sat at her workstation, hesitant, wondering if she was doing the right thing. Her sister Maya came in, looking worried. “Luna, I found something you need to see,” she says. “Remember Marcus Park? He tried releasing proprietary yeast information in 2039. Heineken buried him. He lost everything. His daughter dropped out of college. His wife left him. He’s working at a gas station now.” Luna spent the night researching what happened to Park. She found that almost everyone who challenged corporate IP ended up on the losing side of the law. It was not pretty. In the morning, Abuela Rosa finds her crying in her room. “Mija, what’s wrong?” she asks. “Oh, Abuela,” Luna says between sobs. “What am I doing? What if I’m wrong? What if I destroy our family? What if this ruins Mom and Dad? What if I’m just being selfish?” “That’s the fear talking.” Her grandmother reassured her. “Fear is wisdom warning you to be careful. But fear can also be a cage.” That evening at the Counter Culture Labs, Luna assembled a small group of advisors. She needed their guidance. She had the completed genetic sequences for Heineken A-yeast and Budweiser’s master strain on her laptop, ready for release. But is this the time and place to release them to the world? Dr. Marcus Webb, a bioinformatics researcher in his forties and Luna’s mentor, examined her sequencing data. “This is solid work, Luna. Your jury-rigged equipment is crude. The results are accurate. You’ve fully mapped both strains.” “The question isn’t whether I can do it,” Luna said. “It’s whether I should let the world know I did it.” On screen, Cory Doctorow, the author and digital rights activist, leaned forward. “Let’s be clear about what you’re proposing. You’d be releasing genetic information that corporations have protected as trade secrets for over a century. They’ll argue you stole their intellectual property. You’ll face lawsuits, possibly criminal charges.” “Is it their property?” Luna challenged. “These are naturally occurring organisms. They didn’t create that yeast. Evolution did. They just happened to be there when it appeared. That does not make it theirs any more than finding a wildflower means they own the species. Can you really own something that existed before you found it?” Doctorow, the Electronic Frontier Foundation representative spoke up. “There’s legal precedent both ways. Diamond v. Chakrabarty established that genetically modified organisms can be patented. But naturally occurring genetic sequences? That’s murky. The companies will argue that their decades of cultivation and protection created protectable trade secrets.” “Trade secrets require keeping information secret,” Luna argued. “They throw this yeast away constantly. If they’re not protecting it, how can they claim trade secret status?” Dr. Webb cautioned, “Luna, even if you’re legally in the right—which is debatable—you’re seventeen years old. You’ll be fighting multinational corporations with unlimited legal resources. They’ll bury you in litigation for years.” “That’s where we come in,” Doctorow said. “The EFF can provide legal defense. Creative Commons can help structure the license. You need to understand: this will consume your life. College, career plans, normal teenage experiences—all on hold while you fight this battle.” Luna was quiet for a moment, then pulled up a photo on her laptop: her grandmother Rosa, teaching her to ferment at age seven. “My abuela says fermentation is about sharing and passing living cultures between generations. Corporations have turned it into intellectual property to be protected and controlled. If I can break that control—even a little—isn’t that worth fighting for?” Maya spoke up from the back. “Luna, I love you, but you’re being naive. They won’t just sue you. They’ll make an example of you. Your face on every news channel, portrayed as a thief, a criminal. Our family harassed. Your future destroyed. For what? So people can brew beer with the same yeast as Heineken?” “Not just beer,” Luna responded passionately. “This is about whether living organisms can be owned. Whether genetic information—the code of life itself—can be locked behind intellectual property law. Yes, it starts with beer yeast. But what about beneficial bacteria? Life-saving microorganisms? Medicine-producing fungi? Where does it end?” Dr. Webb nodded slowly. “She’s right. This is bigger than beer. As biotech advances, genetic control becomes power over life itself. Do we want corporations owning that?” Doctorow sighed. “If you do this, Luna, do it right. Release everything simultaneously—BitTorrent, WikiLeaks, Creative Commons servers, distributed networks worldwide. Make it impossible to contain. Include complete cultivation protocols so anyone can reproduce your results. Make the data so damn widely available that suppressing it becomes futile.” “And write a manifesto,” he added. “Explain why you’re doing this. Frame the issue. Make it about principles, not piracy.” Luna nodded, fingers already typing. “When should I release?” “Pick a date with symbolic meaning,” Dr. Webb suggested. “Make it an event, not just a data dump.” Luna smiled. “December 15. The Bill of Rights Day. Appropriate for declaring biological rights, don’t you think?” Maya groaned. “You’re really doing this, aren’t you?” “Yes. I’m really doing this.” The Creative Commons Liberation On Tuesday, December 15, 2043—a date now celebrated as “Open Flavor Day”—Luna released the genetic sequences on multiple open-source networks. Her manifesto, titled Your Grandmother’s Yeast Is Your Birthright, argued that microbial genetics belonged to humanity’s shared heritage rather than corporate shareholders. It stated: Commercial companies have protected yeast strains for over a century. They’ve used intellectual property law to control flavor itself. But genetic information isn’t like a recipe or a formula—it’s biological code that evolved over millions of years before humans ever cultivated it. These strains are protected as trade secrets—the bacteria don’t belong to anyone. They existed before Heineken, before Budweiser, before trademark law. The companies just happened to isolate and cultivate them. Her data packages included DNA sequences and complete protocols for cultivating, modifying, and improving the strains. Luna’s releases came with user-friendly software that allowed amateur brewers to simulate genetic modifications before attempting them in real fermentations. Within 24 hours, over ten thousand people worldwide downloaded the files. The Creative Commons community erupted in celebration. Cory Doctorow’s blog post, The Teenager Who Stole Christmas (From Corporate Beer), went viral within hours. The Electronic Frontier Foundation immediately offered Luna legal protection, while the Free Software Foundation created the “Luna Defense Fund” to support her anticipated legal battles. The Legal Assault Heineken’s response was swift. The company filed emergency injunctions in 12 countries simultaneously, seeking to prevent the distribution of its “stolen intellectual property.” Their legal team, led by former U.S. Attorney General William Barr III, demanded Luna’s immediate arrest for “economic terrorism” and “theft of trade secrets valued at over $50 billion.” Anheuser-Busch’s reaction was even more extreme. CEO Marcel Telles IV appeared on CNBC, calling Luna “a bioterrorist who threatens the foundation of American capitalism.” The company hired private investigators to surveil Luna’s family and offered a $10 million reward for information leading to her prosecution. Their legal filing compared Luna’s actions to “stealing the formula for Coca-Cola and publishing it in the New York Times.” In Heineken’s Amsterdam headquarters, executives convened an emergency meeting. “Who is Luna Reyes?” the CEO demanded. The legal counsel pulled up information. “She’s a seventeen-year-old high school student in Oakland, California. No criminal record. Volunteers at a maker space. Has been posting about fermentation on various forums for years.” “A child released our proprietary yeast strain to the world, and we didn’t know she was even working on this?” The CEO’s face reddened. “How do we contain it?” “We can’t. It’s distributed across thousands of servers in dozens of countries with different IP laws. We can sue Reyes, but the information is out there permanently.” An executive interjected, “What about the other breweries? Will they join our lawsuit?” “Some are considering it. Others…” The counsel paused. “Others are quietly downloading the sequences themselves. They see an opportunity to break our market dominance.” “She obtained samples from our waste disposal,” another executive explained. “Technically legal under the garbage doctrine. The sequencing itself isn’t illegal. The release under Creative Commons…” “Is theft!” the CEO shouted. “File emergency injunctions. Twelve countries. Get her arrested for economic terrorism.” Similar scenes played out at Anheuser-Busch headquarters in St. Louis. CEO Telles addressed his team: “This is bioterrorism. She’s destroyed intellectual property worth billions. I want her prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Hire private investigators. Find everything about her and her family. Make her life hell!” By noon, both companies had filed lawsuits. By evening, Fox News was running stories about the “teenage bioterrorist” who “stole American corporate secrets.” Back in Oakland, Luna’s phone rang constantly. Her parents discovered what she’d done. Her mother cried. Her father was furious and terrified. Friends called with either congratulations or warnings. She was convinced that private investigators were photographing their house. Maya suspected she was followed to work. On Wednesday morning, Dr. Webb calls: “Luna, they’re offering me $2 million to testify against you. They’re going after everyone in your network.” Luna has a sickening feeling that she’s put everyone at risk. By Thursday, she is considering taking it all back somehow, sending an apology to the corporations, anything to protect her family. Luna turned off her phone and sat with her grandmother. “It’s started,” Luna said quietly. “Sí, mija. You’ve declared war. Now we see if you can survive it.” Maya burst in, laptop in hand. “Luna, you need to see this. The downloads aren’t slowing—they’re accelerating. Every time Heineken or Budweiser shuts down a website, ten mirror sites appear. People are treating this like a digital freedom fight. You’ve become a symbol.” Luna pulled up her own screen. The #FreeLuna hashtag was trending. Crowdfunding campaigns for her legal defense had raised $400,000 in twelve hours. Academic institutions were publicly endorsing her release, calling it “essential scientific information.” “They’re trying to destroy you,” Maya said, “but they’re making you famous instead.” Rosa handed Luna a fresh kombucha. “This is what happens when you fight for what’s right, mija. Sometimes the world surprises you by supporting you.” Luna’s Fame The corporations’ attempts to suppress Luna’s releases had the opposite effect. Every cease-and-desist letter generated thousands of new downloads. The genetic data became impossible to contain once the academic community embraced Luna’s work. Dr. Jennifer Doudna, the legendary Crispr pioneer now in her eighties, publicly endorsed Luna’s releases in a Science magazine editorial: Ms. Reyes has liberated essential scientific information that corporations held hostage for commercial gain. Genetic sequences from naturally occurring organisms should not be locked behind intellectual property law. They belong to humanity’s knowledge commons. While corporations claim Luna stole trade secrets, I argue she freed biological knowledge that was never theirs to own. There are no trade secrets in biology—only knowledge temporarily hidden from the commons. This is civil disobedience of the highest order—breaking unjust laws to advance human freedom. Ms. Reyes didn’t steal; she liberated. MIT’s biology department invited Luna to lecture, while Harvard offered her a full scholarship despite her lack of a high school diploma. The legal battles consumed corporate resources while generating negative publicity. Heineken’s stock price dropped 34% as consumers organized boycotts in support of Luna’s “yeast liberation.” Beer sales plummeted as customers waited for home-brewed alternatives using Luna’s open-source genetics. The Flavor Renaissance Luna’s releases triggered an explosion of creativity that corporate R&D departments had never imagined. Within six months, amateur brewers worldwide were producing thousands of flavor variations impossible under corporate constraints. The open-source model enabled rapid iteration and global collaboration, rendering traditional brewing companies obsolete. The world was engaged. In some of the most unlikely places. In Evanston, Illinois, a group of former seminary students who discovered fermentation during a silent retreat, transformed Gregorian chants into microbial devotionals. Tenor Marcus Webb (Dr. Webb’s nephew) realized symbiosis mirrored vocal harmony—multiple voices creating something greater than their parts. “In honoring the mystery of fermentation we express our love of the Creator,” he said. Here's ‘Consortium Vocalis' honoring the mother SCOBY. [Chorus]Our SCOBYIs pureOur SCOBYIs strongOur SCOBYKnows no boundariesOur SCOBYStrengthens as it fermentsOur SCOBYIs bacteria and yeast Our SCOBYTurns sucrose into glucose and fructoseIt ferments these simple sugars into ethanol and carbon dioxide,Acetic acid bacteria oxidize much of that ethanol into organic acidsSuch as acetic, gluconic, and other acids.This steadily lowers the pHMaking the tea taste sour-tangy instead of purely sweet. [Chorus] Our SCOBYThen helps microbes produce acids, enzymes, and small amounts of B‑vitaminsWhile probiotics grow in the liquid.The pH falls to help inhibit unwanted microbesOur SCOBY creates a self-preserving, acidic environment in the tea [Chorus] In Kingston, Jamaica, Rastafarian’s combined an award-winning kombucha sequenced in Humboldt County, California, with locally grown ganja into a sacramental beverage to help open their mind to reasoning and focus on Jah. Once fermented, it was consumed over the course of a three-day Nyabinghi ceremony. “Luna Reyes is truly blessed. She strengthened our unity as a people, and our Rastafari’ booch help us chant down Babylon,” a Rasta man smiled, blowing smoke from a spliff the size of his arm. The Groundation Collective’s reggae anthem ‘Oh Luna’ joyfully celebrated Luna Reyes’ pioneering discovery. Oh Luna, Oh Luna, Oh Luna ReyesI love the sound of your nameYou so deserve your fame Luna, Luna, Oh Luna ReyesShining brightYou warm my heart Luna, Luna, Oh Luna ReyesYou cracked the codeTeenage prophet, fermentation queenSymbiosis roadA genius at seventeen Oh Luna, Luna, Luna ReyesBeautiful moonMakes me swoon Oh Luna, Luna, Luna ReyesFreedom to fermentYou are heaven sentTo save us Luna, Luna, Oh Luna ReyesYou opened the doorTo so much moreKombucha tastes so goodLike it should Oh Luna, Oh Luna, Oh LunaI love you, love you, love youOh Luna, Luna, LunaLove you, love you,Love Luna, Luna love. In São Paulo, Brazil, MAPA-certified Brazilian kombucha brands combined Heineken and cacao-fermenting yeasts with cupuaçu from indigenous Amazonian peoples, to create the chocolate-flavored ‘booch that won Gold at the 20th World Kombucha Awards. A cervejeiro explained to reporters: “Luna Reyes gave us the foundation. We added local innovation. This is what happens when you democratize biology.” The Brazilian singer Dandara Sereia covered ‘Our Fermented Future’—The Hollow Pines tune destined to become a hit at the 2053 Washington DC Fermentation Festival. Baby sit a little closer, sip some ‘booch with meI brewed this batch with the SCOBY my grandma gave to me.On the back porch swing at twilight, watching fireflies danceYour hand in mine, kombucha fine, the sweetest sweet romance. They say that wine and roses are the way to win the heartBut your kombucha warmed me right up from the start.Fermentation makes the heart grow fonder, truer words they ain’t been saidYour SCOBY’s got a place forever — in my heart, and in my bed. Let’s share our SCOBYs, baby, merge our ferments into oneLike cultures in a crock jar dancing, underneath the sun.The tang of your Lactobacillus is exactly what I’m missingYour Brettanomyces bacteria got this country girl reminiscing. Oh yeah, let’s share those SCOBYs, baby, merge our ferments into oneYour yeasts and my bacteria working till the magic’s doneYou’ve got the acetic acid honey, I’ve got the patience and the timeLet’s bubble up together, let our cultures intertwine. I’ve got that symbiotic feeling, something wild and something trueYour SCOBY’s in my heart, right there next to youThe way your Acetobacter turns sugar into goldIs how you turned my lonely life into a hand to hold. We’ve got the acetic acid and the glucuronic tooWe’ve got that symbiotic feeling, so righteous and so trueOne sip of your sweet ‘booch, Lord, and you had me from the start,It’s our fermented future, that no-one can tear apart. It’s our fermented future…It’s our fermented future…It’s our fermented future… “Luna Variants”—strains derived from her releases—began winning international brewing competitions, embarrassing corporate entries with their complexity and innovation. Traditional beer flavors seemed flat and artificial compared to the genetic symphonies created by collaborative open-source development. Despite the outpouring of positive vibes, the corporations spared no expense to hold Luna to account in the courts. The Preliminary Hearing A preliminary hearing was held in the United States District Court for the Northern District of California on June 14, 2044. Luna sat at the defendant’s table, her hands folded so tightly her knuckles had gone white. She wore a borrowed blazer—too big in the shoulders—over a white button-down shirt Maya had ironed that morning. At seventeen, she looked even younger under the courtroom’s fluorescent lights. Across the aisle, Heineken’s legal team occupied three tables. Fifteen attorneys in matching navy suits shuffled documents and whispered into phones. Their lead counsel, William Barr III, wore gold cufflinks that caught the light when he gestured. Luna recognized him from the news—the former Attorney General, now commanding $2,000 an hour to destroy people like her. Her own legal representation consisted of two people: Rose Kennerson from the Electronic Frontier Foundation, a public interest lawyer who’d flown in from DC on a red-eye, and Dr. Marcus Webb, technically a witness but sitting beside Luna because she’d asked him to. Behind them, the gallery was packed. Luna’s parents sat in the second row, her father’s face gray, her mother clutching a rosary. Maya had taken the day off work. Abuela Rosa sat in the front row directly behind Luna, her ancient SCOBY wrapped in silk in her lap, as if its presence might protect her granddaughter. Judge Catherine Ironwood entered—sixty-ish, steel-gray hair pulled back severely, known for pro-corporate rulings. She’d been a pharmaceutical industry lawyer for twenty years before her appointment. “All rise,” the bailiff called. Judge Ironwood settled into her chair and surveyed the courtroom with the expression of someone who’d already decided the outcome and resented having to perform the formalities. “We’re here for a preliminary injunction hearing in Heineken International B.V. versus Luna Marie Reyes.” She looked directly at Luna. “Ms. Reyes, you’re seventeen years old?” Luna stood, hesitant. “Yes, your honor.” “Where are your parents?” “Here, your honor.” Luna’s mother half-rose, then sat back down. “Ms. Kennerson, your client is a minor. Are the parents aware they could be held liable for damages?” Rose Kennerson stood smoothly. “Yes, your honor. The Reyes family has been fully advised of the legal implications.” Luna glanced back. Her father’s jaw was clenched so tight she could see the muscles working. He wouldn’t meet her eyes. “Very well. Mr. Barr, you may proceed.” Barr rose like a battleship emerging from fog—massive, expensive, inevitable. He buttoned his suit jacket and approached the bench without notes. “Your honor, this is the simplest case I’ve argued in thirty years. The defendant admits to obtaining my client’s proprietary biological materials. She admits to sequencing their genetic information. She admits to distributing that information globally, in deliberate violation of trade secret protections that have existed for over 150 years. She did this knowingly, systematically, and with the explicit intent to destroy my client’s competitive advantage.” Luna felt Sarah’s hand on her arm—stay calm. Barr continued. “Heineken International has invested over $200 million in the development, cultivation, and protection of the A-yeast strain. Then this teenager”—he pointed at Luna—”obtained samples from our waste disposal systems, reverse-engineered our genetic sequences, and released them to the world via BitTorrent, deliberately placing them beyond retrieval.” He paced now, warming to his theme. “The damage is incalculable. We estimate lost market value at $50 billion. But it’s not just about money. The defendant has destroyed the possibility of competition in the brewing industry. When everyone has access to the same genetic materials, there’s no innovation, no differentiation, no reason for consumers to choose one product over another. She has, in effect, communized an entire industry.” Luna couldn’t help herself. “That’s not—” Sarah grabbed her wrist. “Don’t.” Judge Ironwood’s eyes narrowed. “Ms. Reyes, you will have your opportunity to speak. Until then, you will remain silent, or I will have you removed from this courtroom. Do you understand?” “Yes, your honor.” Luna’s voice came out smaller than she intended. Barr smiled slightly. “Your honor, the relief we seek is straightforward. We ask this court to order the defendant to provide us with a complete list of all servers, websites, and distribution networks where the stolen genetic data currently resides. We ask that she be ordered to cooperate fully in suppressing the data. We ask that she be enjoined from any further distribution. And we ask that she be ordered to pay compensatory damages of $5 billion, plus punitive damages to be determined at trial.” He returned to his seat. One of his associate attorneys handed him a bottle of Pellegrino. He took a sip and waited. Judge Ironwood looked at Sarah. “Ms. Kennerson?” Sarah stood. She looked tiny compared to Barr—five-foot-three, maybe 110 pounds, wearing a suit from Target. But when she spoke, her voice filled the courtroom. “Your honor, Mr. Barr has given you a compelling story about a corporation that’s been wronged. But it’s not the right story. The right story is about whether naturally occurring organisms—creatures that evolved over millions of years, long before humans ever existed—can be owned by a corporation simply because that corporation happened to isolate them.” She walked toward the bench. “Let’s be clear about what the A-yeast strain is. It’s not a genetically modified organism. It’s not a patented invention. It’s a naturally occurring yeast. Heineken didn’t create it. Evolution created it. Heineken merely found it. And for 158 years, they’ve claimed that finding something gives them the right to prevent anyone else from studying it, understanding it, or using it.” Barr was on his feet. “Objection, your honor. This is a preliminary hearing about injunctive relief, not a philosophical debate about intellectual property theory.” “Sustained. Ms. Kennerson, please focus on the specific legal issues before this court.” “Your honor, the specific legal issue is whether naturally occurring genetic sequences constitute protectable trade secrets. My client contends they do not. She obtained the yeast samples from Heineken’s waste disposal—materials they had discarded. Under the garbage doctrine, she had every right to analyze those materials. The genetic sequences she discovered are factual information about naturally occurring organisms. You cannot trade-secret facts about nature.” Luna watched Judge Ironwood’s face. Nothing. No reaction. Sarah pressed on. “Mr. Barr claims my client ‘stole’ genetic information worth $5 billion. But information cannot be stolen—it can only be shared. When I tell you a fact, I don’t lose possession of that fact. We both have it. That’s how knowledge works. Heineken hasn’t lost their yeast. They still have it. They can still brew with it. What they’ve lost is their monopoly on that knowledge. And monopolies on facts about nature should never have existed in the first place.” “Your honor—” Barr tried to interrupt. Judge Ironwood waved him down. “Continue, Ms. Kennerson.” “Your honor, Heineken wants this court to order a seventeen-year-old girl to somehow suppress information that has already been distributed to over 100,000 people in 147 countries. That’s impossible. You can’t unring a bell. You can’t put knowledge back in a bottle. Even if this court ordered my client to provide a list of servers—which she shouldn’t have to do—that list would be incomplete within hours as new mirror sites appeared. The information is out. The only question is whether we punish my client for sharing factual information about naturally occurring organisms.” She turned to face Luna’s family. “Ms. Reyes taught herself bioinformatics from YouTube videos. She works at home with equipment she bought on eBay. She has no criminal record. She’s never been in trouble. She saw a question that interested her—why do commercial beers taste like they do?—and she pursued that question with the tools available to her. When she discovered the answer, she shared it with the world, under a Creative Commons license that specifically protects sharing for educational and scientific purposes. If that’s terrorism, your honor, then every scientist who’s ever published a research paper is a terrorist.” Sarah sat down. Luna wanted to hug her. Judge Ironwood leaned back. “Ms. Reyes, stand up.” Luna rose, her legs shaking. “Do you understand the seriousness of these proceedings?” “Yes, your honor.” “Do you understand that Heineken International is asking me to hold you in contempt of court if you refuse to help them suppress the information you released?” “Yes, your honor.” “Do you understand that contempt of court could result in your detention in a juvenile facility until you reach the age of eighteen, and potentially longer if the contempt continues?” Luna’s mother gasped audibly. Her father put his arm around her. “Yes, your honor,” Luna said, though her voice wavered. “Then let me ask you directly: If I order you to provide Heineken with a complete list of all locations where the genetic data you released currently resides, will you comply?” The courtroom went silent. Luna could hear her own heartbeat. Sarah started to stand—”Your honor, I advise my client not to answer—” “Sit down, Ms. Kennerson. I’m asking your client a direct question. She can choose to answer or not.” Judge Ironwood’s eyes never left Luna. “Well, Ms. Reyes? Will you comply with a court order to help Heineken suppress the information you released?” Luna looked at her parents. Her mother was crying silently. Her father’s face was stone. She looked at Abuela Rosa. Her grandmother nodded once—tell the truth. Luna looked back at the judge. “No, your honor.” Barr shot to his feet. “Your honor, the defendant has just admitted she intends to defy a court order—” “I heard her, Mr. Barr.” Judge Ironwood’s voice was ice. “Ms. Reyes, do you understand you’ve just told a federal judge you will refuse a direct order?” “Yes, your honor.” “And you’re still refusing?” “Yes, your honor.” “Why?” Sarah stood quickly. “Your honor, my client doesn’t have to explain—” “I want to hear it.” Judge Ironwood leaned forward. “Ms. Reyes, tell me why you would risk jail rather than help undo what you’ve done.” Luna took a breath. Her whole body was shaking, but her voice was steady. “Because it would be wrong, your honor.” “Wrong how?” “The genetic sequences I released evolved over millions of years. Heineken didn’t create that yeast. They isolated one strain and claimed ownership of it. The code of life belongs to everyone. That’s humanity’s heritage. Even if you send me to jail, I can’t help suppress the truth.” Judge Ironwood stared at her for a long moment. “That’s a very pretty speech, Ms. Reyes. But this court operates under the law, not your personal philosophy about what should or shouldn’t be owned. Trade secret law exists. Heineken’s rights exist. And you violated those rights.” Luna did not hesitate. “With respect, your honor, I don’t think those rights should exist.” Barr exploded. “Your honor, this is outrageous! The defendant is openly stating she believes she has the right to violate any law she disagrees with—” “That’s not what I said.” Luna’s fear was transforming into something else—something harder. “I’m saying that some laws are unjust. And when laws are unjust, civil disobedience becomes necessary. People broke unjust laws during the civil rights movement. People broke unjust laws when they helped slaves escape. The constitution says members of the military do not have to obey illegal orders, despite what those in power might claim. Sometimes the law is wrong. And when the law says corporations can own genetic information about naturally occurring organisms, the law is wrong.” Judge Ironwood’s face flushed. “Ms. Reyes, you are not Rosa Parks. This is not the civil rights movement. This is a case about intellectual property theft.” “It’s a case about whether life can be property, your honor.” “Enough.” Judge Ironwood slammed her gavel. “Ms. Kennerson, control your client.” Sarah pulled Luna back into her chair. “Luna, stop talking,” she hissed. Judge Ironwood shuffled papers, visibly trying to compose herself. “I’m taking a fifteen-minute recess to consider the injunction request. We’ll reconvene at 11:30. Ms. Reyes, I strongly suggest you use this time to reconsider your position.” The gavel fell again, and Judge Ironwood swept out. The hallway outside the courtroom erupted. Reporters swarmed. Luna’s father grabbed her arm and pulled her into a witness room. Her mother followed, still crying. Maya slipped in before Sarah closed the door. “What were you thinking?” Luna’s father’s voice shook. “You just told a federal judge you’ll defy her orders. They’re going to put you in jail, Luna. Do you understand that? Jail!” “Ricardo, please—” Her mother tried to calm him. “No, Elena. Our daughter just committed contempt of court in front of fifty witnesses. They’re going to take her from us.” He turned to Luna, his eyes wet. “Why? Why couldn’t you just apologize? Say you made a mistake? We could have ended this.” “Because I didn’t make a mistake, Papa.” “You destroyed their property!” “It wasn’t their property. It was never their property.” “The law says it was!” “Then the law is wrong!” Her father stepped back as if she’d slapped him. “Do you know what your mother and I have sacrificed to keep you out of trouble? Do you know how hard we’ve worked since we came to this country to give you opportunities we never had? And you throw it away for yeast. Not for justice. Not for people. For yeast.” Luna’s eyes filled with tears. “It’s not about yeast, Papa. It’s about whether corporations get to own life. If Heineken can own yeast, why not bacteria? Why not human genes? Where does it stop?” “It stops when my daughter goes to jail!” He was shouting now. “I don’t care about Heineken. I don’t care about yeast. I care about you. And you just told that judge you’ll defy her. She’s going to put you in jail, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.” “Ricardo, por favor—” Elena put her hand on his arm. He shook it off. “No. She needs to hear this. Luna, if you go to jail, your life is over. No college will accept you. No company will hire you. You’ll have a criminal record. You’ll be marked forever. Is that what you want?” “I want to do what’s right.” “What’s right is protecting your family! What’s right is not destroying your future for a principle!” he said. Luna responded, “What’s right is not letting corporations own the code of life!”They stared at each other. Maya spoke up quietly from the corner. “Papa, she can’t back down now. The whole world is watching.” “Let the world watch someone else!” Ricardo turned on Maya. “You encourage this. You film her, you post her manifestos online, you help her become famous. You’re her sister. You’re supposed to protect her, not help her destroy herself.” “I am protecting her,” Maya said. “I’m protecting her from becoming someone who backs down when the world tells her she’s wrong, even though she knows she’s right.” Ricardo looked between his daughters. “Ambos están locos! You’re both insane.” Abuela Rosa opened the door and entered. She’d been listening from the hallway. “Ricardo, enough.” “Mama, stay out of this.” “No.” Rosa moved between Ricardo and Luna. “You’re afraid. I understand. But fear makes you cruel, mijo. Your daughter is brave. She’s doing something important. And you’re making her choose between you and what’s right. Don’t do that.” “She’s seventeen years old! She’s a child!” “She’s old enough to know right from wrong.” Rosa put her hand on Ricardo’s cheek. “When I was sixteen, I left Oaxaca with nothing but the clothes on my back and this SCOBY. Everyone said I was crazy. Your father said I would fail. But I knew I had to go, even if it cost me everything. Sometimes our children have to do things that terrify us. That’s how the world changes.” Ricardo pulled away. “If they put her in jail, will that change the world, Mama? When she’s sitting in a cell while Heineken continues doing whatever they want, will that have been worth it?” “Yes,” Luna said quietly. “Even if I go to jail, yes. Because thousands of people now have the genetic sequences, Heineken can’t put that back. They can punish me, but they can’t undo what I did. The information is free. It’s going to stay free. And if the price of that is me going to jail, then that’s the price.” Her father looked at her as if seeing her for the first time. “I don’t know who you are anymore.” “I’m still your daughter, Papa. I’m just also someone who won’t let corporations own life.” A knock on the door. Sarah poked her head in. “They’re reconvening. Luna, we need to go.” Back in the courtroom, the atmosphere had shifted. The gallery was more crowded—word had spread during the recess. Luna recognized several people from online forums. Some held signs reading “FREE LUNA” and “GENETICS BELONG TO EVERYONE.” Judge Ironwood entered and sat without ceremony. “I’ve reviewed the submissions and heard the arguments. This is my ruling.” Luna’s hand found Maya’s in the row behind her. Squeezed tight. “The question before this court is whether to grant Heineken International’s motion for a preliminary injunction requiring Ms. Reyes to assist in suppressing the genetic information she released. To grant such an injunction, Heineken must demonstrate four things: likelihood of success on the merits, likelihood of irreparable harm without the injunction, balance of equities in their favor, and that an injunction serves the public interest.” Barr was nodding. These were his arguments. “Having considered the evidence and the applicable law, I find that Heineken has demonstrated likelihood of success on the merits. Trade secret law clearly protects proprietary business information, and the A-yeast strain appears to meet the legal definition of a trade secret.” Luna’s stomach dropped. “However, I also find that Heineken has failed to demonstrate that a preliminary injunction would effectively prevent the irreparable harm they claim. Ms. Kennerson is correct that the genetic information has already been distributed to over 100,000 people worldwide. Ordering one teenager to provide a list of servers would be, in technical terms, pointless. New copies would appear faster than they could be suppressed.” Barr’s face tightened. “Furthermore, I find that the balance of equities does not favor Heineken. They ask this court to potentially incarcerate a seventeen-year-old girl for refusing to suppress information that is, by her account, factual data about naturally occurring organisms. The potential harm to Ms. Reyes—including detention, criminal record, and foreclosure of educational and career opportunities—substantially outweighs any additional harm Heineken might suffer from continued distribution of information that is already widely distributed.” Luna felt Maya’s grip tighten. Was this good? This sounded good. “Finally, and most importantly, I find that granting this injunction would not serve the public interest. The court takes judicial notice that this case has generated substantial public debate about the scope of intellectual property protection in biotechnology. The questions raised by Ms. Reyes—whether naturally occurring genetic sequences should be ownable, whether facts about nature can be trade secrets, whether knowledge can be property—are questions that deserve answers from a higher authority than this court. These are questions for appellate courts, perhaps ultimately for the Supreme Court. And they are questions best answered in the context of a full trial on the merits, not in an emergency injunction hearing.” Barr was on his feet. “Your honor—” “Sit down, Mr. Barr. I’m not finished.” He sat, his face purple. “Therefore, Heineken International’s motion for preliminary injunction is denied. Ms. Reyes will not be required to assist in suppressing the genetic information she released. However,”—Judge Ironwood looked directly at Luna—”this ruling should not be construed as approval of Ms. Reyes’ actions. Heineken’s claims for damages and other relief remain viable and will proceed to trial. Ms. Reyes, you may have won this battle, but this war is far from over. Anything you want to say?” Luna stood slowly. “Your honor, I just want to say… thank you. For letting this go to trial. For letting these questions be answered properly. That’s all I ever wanted—for someone to seriously consider whether corporations should be allowed to own genetic information about naturally occurring organisms. So thank you.” Judge Ironwood’s expression softened slightly. “Ms. Reyes, I hope you’re prepared for what comes next. Heineken has unlimited resources. They will pursue this case for years if necessary. You’ll be in litigation until you’re twenty-five years old. Your entire young adulthood will be consumed by depositions, court appearances, and legal fees. Are you prepared for that?” “Yes, your honor.” “Why?” Luna glanced at her grandmother, who nodded. “Because some questions are worth answering, your honor. Even if it takes years. Even if it costs everything. The question of whether corporations can own life—that’s worth answering. And if I have to spend my twenties answering it, then that’s what I’ll do.” Judge Ironwood studied her for a long moment. “You remind me of someone I used to know. Someone who believed the law should serve justice, not just power.” She paused. “That person doesn’t exist anymore. The law ground her down. I hope it doesn’t do the same to you.” She raised her gavel. “This hearing is adjourned. The parties will be notified of the trial date once it’s scheduled. Ms. Reyes, good luck. I think you’re going to need it.” The gavel fell. Outside the courthouse, the scene was chaotic. News cameras surrounded Luna. Reporters shouted questions. But Luna barely heard them. She was looking at her father, who stood apart from the crowd, watching her. She walked over to him. “Papa, I’m sorry I yelled.” He didn’t speak for a moment. Then he pulled her into a hug so tight it hurt. “Don’t apologize for being brave,” he whispered into her hair. “I’m just afraid of losing you.” “You won’t lose me, Papa. I promise.” “You can’t promise that. Not anymore.” He pulled back, holding her shoulders. “But I’m proud of you. I’m terrified, but I’m proud.” Her mother joined them, tears streaming down her face. “No more court. Please, no more court.” “I can’t promise that either, Mama.” Elena touched Luna’s face. “Then promise me you’ll be careful. Promise me you’ll remember that you’re not just fighting for genetics. You’re fighting for your life.” Luna smiled. “I promise.” Abuela Rosa appeared, carrying her SCOBY. “Come, mija. We should go before the reporters follow us home.” As they pushed through the crowd toward Maya’s car, Luna's phone buzzed continuously. Text messages and emails pouring in. But what caught her attention was a text from Dr. Webb: You were right. I’m sorry I doubted. Check your email—Dr. Doudna wants to talk. Luna opened her email. The subject line made her stop walking: From: jennifer.doudna@berkeley.eduSubject: Civil Disobedience of the Highest Order She started to read: Dear Ms. Reyes, I watched your hearing this morning. What you did in that courtroom—refusing to back down even when threatened with jail—was one of the bravest things I’ve seen in forty years of science. You’re not just fighting for yeast genetics. You’re fighting for the principle that knowledge about nature belongs to humanity, not to corporations. I want to help… Luna looked up at her family—her father’s worried face, her mother’s tears, Maya’s proud smile, Abuela Rosa’s serene confidence. Behind them, the courthouse where she’d nearly been sent to jail. Around them, reporters and cameras and strangers who’d traveled across the country to support her. She thought about Judge Ironwood’s warning: This war is far from over. She thought about Barr’s face when the injunction was denied. She thought about the thousands who’d downloaded the genetic sequences and were, right now, brewing with genetics that had been locked away for 158 years. Worth it. All of it. Even the fear. Maya opened the car door. “Come on, little revolutionary. Let’s go home.” The Corporate Surrender By 2045, both Heineken and Anheuser-Busch quietly dropped their lawsuits against Luna. Their legal costs had exceeded $200 million while accomplishing nothing except generating bad publicity. More importantly, their “protected” strains had become worthless in a market flooded with superior alternatives. Heineken’s CEO attempted to salvage the company by embracing open-source brewing. His announcement that Heineken would “join the La Luna Revolution” was met with skepticism from the brewing community, which recalled the company’s aggressive legal tactics. The craft brewing community’s response was hostile. “They spent two years trying to destroy her,” a prominent brewmaster told The New Brewer Magazine. “Now they want credit for ’embracing’ the revolution she forced on them? Heineken didn’t join the Luna Revolution—they surrendered to it. There’s a difference.” The global brands never recovered their market share. Luna’s Transformation Luna’s success transformed her from a garage tinkerer into a global icon of the open knowledge movement. Her 2046 TED Talk, “Why Flavor Belongs to Everyone,” went viral. She argued that corporate control over living organisms represented “biological colonialism” that impoverished human culture by restricting natural diversity. Rather than commercializing her fame, Luna founded the Global Fermentation Commons, a nonprofit organization dedicated to preserving and sharing microbial genetics worldwide. Their laboratories operated as open-access research facilities where anyone could experiment with biological systems. The headquarters of the Global Fermentation Commons occupied a former Genentech facility donated by Dr. Webb. Six continents, forty researchers, one mission: preserve and share microbial genetics worldwide. Luna addressed a crowded auditorium at the organization’s third anniversary. “When I released Heineken and Budweiser’s yeast strains, some people called it theft. Others called it liberation. I called it returning biological knowledge to the commons, where it belongs. Three years later, so-called Luna Variants have created economic opportunities for thousands of small brewers, improved food security in developing regions, and demonstrated that genetic freedom drives innovation faster than corporate control.” She continued. “We’re not stopping with beer. The same principles apply to all fermentation: cheese cultures, yogurt bacteria, koji fungi, sourdough starters. Every traditionally fermented food relies on microorganisms that corporations increasingly claim to own. We’re systematically liberating them.” A World Health Organization representative raised a concern: “Ms. Reyes, while we support democratizing food fermentation, there are legitimate concerns about pharmaceutical applications. What prevents someone from using your open-source genetics to create dangerous organisms?” Luna nodded. “Fair question. First, the organisms we release are food-safe cultures with centuries of safe use. Second, dangerous genetic modifications require sophisticated laboratory equipment and expertise—far beyond what releasing genetic sequences enables. Third, determined bad actors already have access to dangerous biology, enabled by AI. We’re not creating new risks; we’re democratizing beneficial biology.” “Pharmaceutical companies argue you’re undermining their investments in beneficial organisms,” another representative pressed. “Pharmaceutical companies invest in modifying organisms,” Luna clarified. “Those modifications can be patented. What we oppose is claiming ownership over naturally occurring organisms or their baseline genetics. If you genetically engineer a bacterium to produce insulin, patent your engineering. Don’t claim ownership over the bacterial species itself.” A Monsanto representative stood. “Your organization recently cracked and released our proprietary seed genetics. That’s direct theft of our property.” Luna didn’t flinch. “Seeds that farmers cultivated for thousands of years before Monsanto existed? You didn’t invent corn, wheat, or soybeans. You modified them. Your modifications may be protectable; the baseline genetics are humanity’s heritage. We’re liberating what should never have been owned.” “The ‘Luna Legion’ has cost us hundreds of millions!” the representative protested. “Good,” Luna responded calmly. “You’ve cost farmers their sovereignty for decades. Consider it karma.” After the presentation, Dr. Doudna approached Luna privately. “You’ve accomplished something remarkable,” the elderly scientist said. “When I developed Crispr, I never imagined a teenager would use similar principles to challenge corporate biology. You’re forcing conversations about genetic ownership that we’ve avoided for decades.” “It needed forcing,” Luna replied. “Corporations were quietly owning life itself, one patent at a time. Someone had to say no.” “The pharmaceutical industry is terrified of you,” Doudna continued. “They see what happened to brewing and imagine the same for their carefully controlled bacterial strains. You’re going to face even more aggressive opposition.” “I know. Once people understand that biological knowledge can be liberated, they start questioning all biological ownership. We’re not stopping.” The New Economy of Taste Following Luna’s breakthrough, peer-to-peer flavor-sharing platforms emerged as the dominant force in food culture. The “FlavorChain” blockchain allowed brewers to track genetic lineages while ensuring proper attribution to original creators. SCOBY lineages were carefully sequenced, catalogued, and registered on global blockchain ledgers. Each award-winning kombucha strain carried a “genetic passport”—its microbial makeup, the unique balance of yeasts and bacteria that gave rise to particular mouthfeel, fizz, and flavor spectrum, was mapped, hashed, and permanently recorded. Brewers who created a new flavor could claim authorship, just as musicians once copyrighted songs. No matter how many times a SCOBY was divided, its fingerprint could be verified. Fermentation Guilds formed to share recipes through FlavorChain, enabling decentralized digital markets like SymbioTrdr, built on trust and transparency rather than speculation. They allowed people to interact and transact on a global, permissionless, self-executing platform. Within days, a SCOBY strain from the Himalayas could appear in a brew in Buenos Aires, its journey traced through open ledgers showing who tended, adapted, and shared it. Kombucha recipes were no longer jealously guarded secrets. They were open to anyone who wanted to brew. With a few clicks, a Guild member in Nairobi could download the blockchain-verified SCOBY genome that had won Gold at the Tokyo Fermentation Festival. Local biotech printers—as common in 2100 kitchens as microwave ovens had once been—could reconstitute the living culture cell by cell. Children began inheriting SCOBY lineages the way earlier generations inherited family names. Weddings combined SCOBY cultures as symbolic unions. (Let’s share our SCOBYs, baby, merge our ferments into one.) When someone died, their SCOBY was divided among friends and family—a continuation of essence through taste. Kombucha was no longer merely consumed; it was communed with. This transparency transformed kombucha from a minority regional curiosity into a universal language. A festival in Brazil might feature ten local interpretations of the same “Golden SCOBY” strain—one brewed with passionfruit, another with cupuaçu, a third with açaí berries. The core microbial signature remained intact, while the terroir of fruit and spice gave each version a unique accent. Brewers didn’t lose their craft—they gained a canvas. Award-winning SCOBYs were the foundations on which endless new flavor experiments flourished. Many people were now as prolific as William Esslinger, the founder of St Louis’s Confluence Kombucha, who was renowned for developing 800 flavors in the 2020s. Code of Symbiosis The Symbiosis Code, ratified at the first World Fermentation Gathering in Reykjavik (2063), bound Fermentation Guilds to three principles: Transparency — All microbial knowledge is to be shared freely. Reciprocity — No brew should be produced without acknowledging the source. Community — Every fermentation must nourish more than the brewer. This code replaced corporate law. It was enforced by reputation, not by governments. A Guild member who betrayed the code found their SCOBYs mysteriously refusing to thrive—a poetic justice the biologists never quite explained. Every Guild had elders—called Mothers of the Jar or Keepers of the Yeast. They carried living SCOBYs wrapped in silk pouches when traveling, exchanging fragments as blessings. These elders became moral anchors of the age, counselors and mediators trusted more than politicians. When disputes arose—over territory, resources, or ethics—brewers, not lawyers, met to share a round of Truth Brew, a ferment so balanced that it was said to reveal dishonesty through bitterness. The Fullness of Time The International Biotech Conference of 2052 invited Luna to give the closing keynote—a controversial decision that prompted several corporate sponsors to withdraw support. The auditorium was packed with supporters, critics, and the merely curious. “Nine years ago, I released genetic sequences for beer yeast strains protected as trade secrets. I was called a thief, a bioterrorist, worse. Today, I want to discuss what we’ve learned from those years of open-source biology.” She displayed a chart showing the explosion of brewing innovation since 2043. “In the traditional corporate model, a few companies control a few strains, producing a limited variety. With the open-source model, thousands of brewers using thousands of variants, producing infinite diversity. As Duff McDonald wrote “Anything that alive contains the universe, or infinite possibility. Kombucha is infinite possibility in a drink.” And the results speak for themselves—flavor innovation accelerated a thousand-fold when we removed corporate control.” A student activist approached the microphone. “Ms. Reyes, you’ve inspired movements to liberate seed genetics, soil bacteria, and traditional medicine cultures. The ‘Luna Legion’ is spreading globally. What’s your message to young people who want to continue this work?” Luna smiled. “First, understand the risks. I was sued by multinational corporations, received death threats, spent years fighting legal battles. This work has costs. Second, be strategic. Release information you’ve generated yourself through legal methods—no hacking, no theft. Third, build communities. I survived because people supported me—legally, financially, emotionally. You can’t fight corporations alone. Finally, remember why you’re doing it: to return biological knowledge to the commons where it belongs. That purpose will sustain you through the hard parts.” Teaching By twenty-eight, Luna was a MacArthur Fellow, teaching fermentation workshops in a converted Anheuser-Busch facility. As she watched her students—former corporate employees learning to think like ecosystems rather than factories—she reflected that her teenage hack had accomplished more than liberating yeast genetics. She had helped humanity remember that flavor, like knowledge, grows stronger when shared rather than hoarded. Luna’s garage had evolved into a sophisticated community biolab. The original jury-rigged equipment had been replaced with professional gear funded by her MacArthur Fellowship. Abuela Rosa still maintained her fermentation crocks in the corner—a reminder of where everything started. A group of five

A (relatively) in-depth analysis of British funk band Cymande in under thirty minutes.Cymande was formed in London, in 1971. All were members of an Afro-Caribbean community in Balham, originating from nations such as Guyana, Jamaica, and Saint Vincent. Cymande were discovered by British producer John Schroeder while they played in a club in Soho in 1971. Schroeder recorded some demos and convinced Janus Records to sign the group. Their first single 'The Message' reached the Billboard Hot 100 and Hot R&B charts in the United States. Their debut album was released in 1972 and also reached the Billboard pop and R&B albums charts in the United States. In 1973 they made history as the first British band to headline the Apollo Theatre in New York, and they also performed on Soul Train. However, they achieved little recognition in their home country. The lack of support from the British music industry caused the group to disband in 1974.After a period of obscurity, Cymande's music was rediscovered in the 1980s and 1990s. Some of their songs were deconstructed and used as breakbeats by early hip-hop DJs. Their song 'Bra' is the most sampled track, having been used approximately 27 times in various hip-hop and other music tracks.A new album Renascence was released in 2025, The also group announced 2025 US and European shows to support the release, continuing with their post-pandemic increase in short tours and festival appearances.In this episode I am in discussion with Bhoke.Mathew Woodallhttps://www.facebook.com/share/1F15mx4ea3/https://buymeacoffee.com/lownoiseWhy buy me a coffee?Low Noise is proudly ad-free. If you would like to to say thank you for any of the content you have enjoyed (and help support the continuation of creating more), the above link provides a way to make a small donation of your choice (I also function on coffee!).Feel free to leave a note with your donation to let me know what you enjoy about the podcast or any topics you would like me to discuss in the future.

Frederika is a London based international DJ originally from Bulgaria whose genre bending sets have graced the soundsystems of many of London's most coveted venues. You can see her spin records regularly at brilliant corners and she has shared line ups with artists such as Dar Disku, Lakuti, Sadar Bahar, Mafalda, and Cosmo Sofi at various venues across town. Along with playing at festivals, clubs and listening bars she also frequently appears at NTS, Balamii and Soho Radio and she has a regular monthly show on The Boat Pod where she explores her vast music collection. Expect to hear rarities and oddities of all genres from the 70's blended with modern four to the floor heavy hitters, resulting in a playful musical journey for the mind, body and soul. "I've been digging music that's heavy on percussion recently and in this mix I'm exploring the clubbier four to the floor side of it. All the songs I've weaved together here are drawing from different cultures and continents, starting real slow with a hypnotic ritualistic groove that combines African and Nyabinghi drumming with a Buddhist Sanskrit mantra and ending with a sambass classic. Hope this gives an energising and groovy start to your weekend." - Frederika https://www.instagram.com/frederikatz

RAS TAMANO & GOJA BONGOS – NYAHBINGHI I-LODICA / CAT. NR: DUB068 / ROOTS REGGAE / NYAHBINGHI RELEASE DATE 13th Oct 2023 AVAILABLE ON BANDCAMP AND ON STREAMING PLATFORMS https://ffm.to/nyahbinghi_i-lodica https://www.dubophonic.com/2023/10/ras-tamano-goja-bongos-nyahbinghi-i.html The veneration or worship of the deity or spirit of the woman known as Nyabinghi began in Rwanda, around 1800. She was thought to be a powerful force in everyday life. Religious practice operated through a medium named “Muhumusa” who was in communication with the spirit of Nyabinghi. To appease her spirit, believers brought offerings to the medium who would negotiate with the spirit on the believer's behalf. While there were specific mediums that communicated with Nyabinghi directly, Nyabinghi could also possess ordinary people who were not leaders or official mediums within the religion. Belief in this religion was particularly strong in the southern parts of Uganda and the northern regions of Rwanda, areas which had formerly been part of the precolonial kingdom of Ndorwa. Muhumusa led a campaign against Yuhi V of Rwanda, claiming to be a mother to the rightful heir to the Rwandan throne. She also led and then inspired further anti-colonial movements in East Africa, rebelling against European colonial authorities. Although she was captured in 1913, alleged possessions by Nyabinghi continued afterwards across East Africa (mostly afflicting women). The bloodline of the true Nyabinghi warriors supposedly settled in the heart of Dzimba dze Mabwe, now known as Zimbabwe. In the 20th century, the Niyabinghi resistance inspired a number of Jamaican Rastafarians, who incorporated what are known as Niyabinghi Chants (also binghi) into their celebrations ("groundations"). The rhythms of these chants were eventually an influence of popular ska, rocksteady and reggae music. It is the traditional music of the Rastafarian practice and it is used during "reasoning" sessions and consists of chanting and drumming to reach states of heightened spirituality. Nyabingi music consists of a blend of 19th century gospel music and African drumming and is common to all Rastafarians. Its rhythms are the basis of Reggae music! Nyahbinghi Melodica is a very special release, recorded domestically in Japan ina classic Nyabinghi style. Produced by the multitalented Swe Rooting (producer, artist, event organiser, woodcrafter and landscape gardener), it features melodica player Ras Tamano (also known through his collaboration with Sister Maki on Prayers) and the kette drum player and manufacturer Goja Bongos on the percussion (known for his collaborations with Shanti-K and Aki Mittoo. The artwork was created by Manabu Dub. It includes six tracks, reworks of classic tunes and nyabinghi chants with the melodica taking over the chanting and the drumming showing the way to righteousness. Let the magic take over!

https://www.nytimes.com/2016/09/12/arts/music/prince-buster-trailblazer-of-ska-dies-at-78.htmlCecil Bustamente Campbell was born in Kingston, Jamaica, on May 24, 1938. He performed with teenage groups in Kingston; he also became a boxer, taking the name Prince Buster.In the 1950s he began working for one of Jamaica's top producers and sound-system disc jockeys, Coxsone Dodd. By the end of the decade he had opened a record store, Buster's Record Shack, and was playing street parties with his own sound system, the Voice of the People. He decided to start producing songs as well as spinning them.Jamaicans were listening to, and imitating, the American R&B that reached the island on radio stations from New Orleans and Miami. Prince Buster's productions were more deliberately Jamaican. His production of the Folkes Brothers' “Oh Carolina,” recorded in 1959, meshed the traditional Nyabinghi drumming of a Rastafarian musician, Count Ossie, with what would come to be known as a ska beat.That beat, in songs like Eric Morris's “Humpty Dumpty,” made for huge hits in Jamaica and also had an impact in 1960s Britain. Prince Buster's instrumental “Al Capone” was a Top 20 hit there in 1965.By the end of the 1960s ska had given way to the slower rocksteady beat, a closer precursor of reggae. Prince Buster adapted, notably with his series of singles using his Judge Dread character. But in the early 1970s he gave up producing music and concentrated on business ventures, including record stores and a jukebox company, and moved to Miami.

Nyabinghi, akwaba, tambours du Congo, guembri, kora, sont à l’honneur dans cette émission. PLAYLIST 01:54 _ Nyabinghi Order – Groundation10:25 _ Count Ossie And The Mystc Revelation of Rastafari – Grounation 37:23 _ Ethiopiques – Al_mu_aga b_gu_na – The Harp Of King David01:00:08 _ Akwaba drummers 01:10:27 _ Congo Drums01:18:14 _ Bongo Herman feat Capleton & Burru […] L'article Ajamaat Sound – 5 est apparu en premier sur Radio Campus Tours - 99.5 FM.

¡Coge mi vestido y dame tus calzoncillos… los hombres sois unos cobardes! Nyanjiru - Ciclo de lideresas Africanas. Mujeres que cambiaron y cambian la historia - Hoy es miércoles y toca #lallave en radio #lavozdelossinvoz con un servidor Nsang Cristià Esimi Cruz a.k.a. Okenve Nsue. Escuchanos en las plataformas habituales a partir de la 1pm (Bata/Londres): http://station.voscast.com/510c05ed560f5 www.radiomacuto.net Muthoni Nyanjiru, Mekatilili wa Menza y Reina Muhumza/Nyiragahumusa son solo 3 ejemplos más del verdadero papel que juega la mujer en liderar los cambios sociales y en las luchas contra la opresión y la injusticia. En el programa de hoy nos enfocamos en las luchas anti-coloniales de principios y mediados del siglo XX en Kenya, Uganda y Tanzania. Después de varios días de protestas multitudinarias pidiendo la liberación del sindicalista ‘Thuku', los hombres ya estaban preparándose para irse dándose por vencidos y la batalla por perdida. Muthoni Nyanjiru practico guturamira ng'ania una maldición a los hombres por su cobardía. Gritó - Tomen mi vestido y denme sus pantalones. Los hombres sois unos cobardes. Nuestro líder está allí. ¡Vamos a buscarle! – Mnyanzi wa Menza (Mekatilili wa Menza) lideró las batallas anti-coloniales entre el 1912 y el 1915. Lideró al pueblo Giriama en dichas batallas contra los colonos británicos y su administración en Kenya. Se le considera ser una de las primeras Guerrilleras de liberación de Kenia. Su táctica característica era el uso de la danza de trance y la espiritualidad como arma. La reina Muhumuza se opuso a las fuerzas patriarcales, coloniales y chovinistas. Fue líder espiritual, líder militar y luchadora por la justicia social. La Reina Muhumuza inspiró la lucha anticolonial en Ruanda y Uganda. Hoy, sus seguidores la ven como un modelo a seguir y una verdadera representación de la inclusión y la resistencia a las normas que socavan a sectores de la sociedad. Su espíritu sigue vivo a través del movimiento rastafari, donde Muhumuza se conoce como Nyabinghi. Como siempre con música de la mano de #DJBLING: - Miriam Makeba - Música Kikuyu - Y mucho más #MuthoniNyanjiru #MekatililiwaMenza #ReinaMuhumuza #queenMuhumuza #Lideresasafricanas #heroinasafricanas #luchaanticolonial #luchaantipatriarcado

Episode 6 of the Reggae Roots Rockers Podcast features Jamaican reggae singer and Nyabinghi specialist RAS MICHAEL.. Ras Michael is an evangelist, ambassador and diplomat for the Ethiopian Orthodox Tawahido Church internationally and one of the founders and president of the Rastafarian International/Marcus Garvey Culture Center in Los Angeles, and the Fly Away Culture Center in Kingston, Jamaica. There is no music included in this Podcast since the words have immense power. The conclusion of this episode features an impromptu chant by Ras Michael, over his own Dub plate, that should not be missed. Interview segments and chant were recorded on July 13, 1993 at the WERS Studios in Boston, MA. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/reggaerootsrockers/message

Pool Sceners. Welcome to Santa Carla. Where a Sax Man plays a Rib Burn Off. It always is chilly by the beach. Richie Rich's Dad runs a video store. The Frog Brothers loiter around a comic book shop and Vampires are professional dirt bike riders.  This is the amazing movie that stars Kiefer Sutherland and the debut of the Two Corey's, Corey Haim and Corey Feldman. 1987's, "The Lost Boys." We are joined in studio by the leader of the Youngstown Comedy Syndicate, Shane Herman. As he lends his vast knowledge about this movie. Join us as we laugh and and are blown away by the shear talent that are in this film. Including the AWESOME SAX SCENE by Tim Cappello and learning the code of the Vampires. The 8 Hot Dog Controversy is revisited once again. Kevin's personal story about Corey Feldman and the "Nyabinghi." Shane and his Corey Haim experience and many more hilarious personal stories. Pool Check: Our Top 5 Least Favorite Songs of the 80's. Our own High School Oddity stories in the Landing Strip. This was a very fun episode all around. So invite us in and Enjoy Pool Sceners!   CONTINUE TO SPREAD THE WORD POOL SCENERS!! Become one of our LIFEGUARDS TODAY!! SUBSCRIBE. FOLLOW. RATE. APPLE PODCASTS. SPOTIFY. PODBEAN. CONTACT US: Facebook/Instagram: @PoolScenePodcast Tik Tok: @PoolScenePod1 Email: PoolScenePodcast@gmail.com Twitter: @PoolScenePod

 #Nyabinghi  #Drummers #Rastafari #Chanting Jamaica Rastaman drumming and chanting 

Caribbean Radio Show presents Praising with Nyabinghi Drums and Chanting 

Caribbean Radio Show presents The Mystic Sound Of Nyabinghi 

Caribbean Radio Show presents Best Nyabinghi & Acoustic Reggae Mix 

Caribbean Radio Show present Jamaica Rastaman Chant Nyabinghi

Heavy roots & dub selection for those days - mostly mid to late 70s. 1. willows - send another moses 2. send another dub 3. horace andy - tonight dub 4. jr. ross & the spear - judgement time 5. judgement dub 6. bim sherman - weak heart man 7. weak heart dub 8. clarke & george - babylon dread 9. robert lee - too much war 10. the jewels - love & livity 11. livity version 12. big joe & bim sherman - natty cale 13. leggo natty cale 14. delano tucker - every individual 15. individual dub 16. kiddus i - graduation in zion 17. ijahman levi - jah heavy load 18. heavy load dub

Caribbean Radio Show Presents Nyabinghi Drumming and on Bob Marley  Day

Caribbean Radio Show present Nyabinghi  chanting Jamaica

The Ethiopian World Federation Nyabinghi Drummers Reggae Culture Salute 2009

  Coming in this week in a heartical, Nyabinghi vibration for the family worldwide!  As the true roots of reggae and the Rastafari movement, Nyabinghi is a real metaphysical tool that can heal the soul and manifest change in the world.  Artists featured this week include Luciano, IJahman Levi, The Wailers, Andrew Tosh, Jah9, Ras […]

Caribbean Radio Show presents Nyabinghi rasta chanting Reggae_Mix

Caribbean Radio Show Presents  NYABINGHI Rastafari celebration

 Nyabinghi  Rastaman Chanting Reggae and Acoustics The best music ever. uplifting music  classic

Caribbean Radio presents Jamaica Nyabinghi chanting and drumming

Caribbean Radio Show Presents  Nyabinghi & Acoustic Reggae Mix

Ganjah Vibes & Skunkride inna varied roots selection - from Studio 1 & Pablo to King Shiloh. 1. karl bryan - house is not a home 2. augustus pablo - house is not a home 3. hugh mundell - my mind 4. bongo pat - young generation 5. augustus pablo - new style 6. culture - see them a come 7. joseph hill - informer 8. mighty two - informer version 9. burning spear - shout it out 10. ras allah - bosrah 11. pat kelly - bosrah dub plate mix 12. al campbell - national front 13. tena stelin - praise to the king 14. peter broggs - red eye wooly hair 15. dub creator - red eye dub 16. sammy levy - why can't them leave us alone 17. dub 18. keith hudson - nuh skin up dub

This weeks set featuring guest selector, Sister Allen outta My Lord Sound, spinning tunes alongside Ganjah Vibes & Skunkride. 1. prophets - jah know dub 2. alric forbes - jah know it's true 3. gladiators - righteous man 4. gladiators - righteous dub 5. prince alla & donovan joseph - no officer 6. madoo - jammin so 7. sugar minott - all kind of people 8. delinger - dreadlock rock 9. cornell campbell - no mans land 10. leroy smart - jah jah forgive them 11. cornell campbell - 100 pound of collie 12. eek a mouse - christmas a come 13. nicademous - natty sell a million 14. nigger kojak & lisa - fist to fist rub a dub 15. dillinger - you & me 16. sugar minott - jah black 17. prophets - warn the nation 18. king tubby & yigal - honey dub 19. jr. delgado - warrior 20. jr. ross & the spear - liberty 21. ranking levy - liberty version

balaganjah meets rankin levy outta my lord sound, 2008 style ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ israel vibration - weep & mourn african brothers - father lead us creole - jah creation earth & stone - 3 wise men upsetters - vibrate on vibrate on refix roman stewart - rice & peas x high - king of kings barry brown - belly move don carlos - spread out wayne wade - number 1

Que serait devenu Bob Marley sans les Wailers ? Et réciproquement bien sûr. Réponse dans Very Good Trip avec aussi quelques mots essentiels sur la foi des Rastas. Imaginez que nous partons quarante-sept ans en arrière. Nous voilà un soir du printemps 1973, à minuit passé, dans une boîte située au cœur de Londres, le Speakeasy, pas loin de Piccadilly, où les professionnels de la musique aiment venir prendre un verre et danser. Les Beatles et Jimi Hendrix, naguère, avaient l'habitude d'y débarquer. Sur une petite scène étroite, à peine surélevée, vous voyez s'installer une étrange bande de Jamaïcains portant des vêtements aux couleurs de leur pays, rouge, jaune et vert. Au milieu, un type armé d'une guitare, tout maigre, pas très grand, aux traits fins, émacié comme un Christ peint par Le Greco. Il porte une chemise en jean, il a la peau plus claire que les autres, il est coiffé d'un casque de cheveux frisés, pas encore des dreadlocks, et chante les yeux fermés, sautillant sur place de temps à autre, comme secoué par un esprit surnaturel. Impossible de détacher votre regard de lui."One bright morning when my work is over, man will fly away home, un beau matin quand j'aurai accompli ma tâche, je m'envolerai jusqu'à chez moi".C'est par ces mots que se clôt ce Rastaman Chant, interprété par Bob Marley avec les Wailers en 1973. Un chant dérivé d'un cantique intitulé Babylon You Throne Gone Down, entonné dans cette langue proche de l'anglais, quoique différente, que les linguistes appellent le créole jamaïcain. Et que ses pratiquants désignent tout simplement comme patwa. "J'entends le rastaman dire : Babylone, ton trône va s'effondrer". C'est le chant par lequel les Wailers avaient alors l'habitude d'entamer leurs concerts. Un chant dont les paroles dérivent de ces cantiques chrétiens jadis diffusés par les missionnaires baptistes et autres, aux thèmes parfois tirés de l'Apocalypse selon Saint-Jean, à l'exemple, justement, de ce Rastaman Chant qui fait allusion à l'ange avec les sept sceaux, lors des cérémonies rasta qui avaient lieu en Jamaïque, dites Nyabinghi, ces hymnes, soutenus par des tambours, se faisaient incantations qui se greffaient à d'anciens cultes africains interdits par les esclavagistes. On en appelait à la manifestation d'autres esprits, d'autres divinités. À l'origine, Nyabinghi était une antique reine d'Afrique ayant régné dans la région du grand Lac Victoria. Cette femme puissante avait eu, dit-on, la bravoure de défier les colons venus d'Europe. Son esprit visitait celles et ceux qui l'invoquaient par la transe. Au point que ce nom, Nyabinghi, a fini par tout désigner : un appel à la résistance contre les colons blancs, un genre de commémoration propre aux Rastas et un style même de chant collectif accompagné par des percussions, à trois tambours, faisant naître la transe, devenu une des composantes du reggae.PlaylistThe Wailers : « Rastaman Chant » extrait de l'album « Burnin' (Deluxe Édition) » « Get Up, Stand Up (Unreleased Single Version) » extrait de l'album « Burnin' (Deluxe Édition) » « Put It On » extrait de l'album « Burnin' (Deluxe Édition) » « I Shot the Sheriff » extrait de l'album « Burnin' (Deluxe Édition) » « Burnin' and Lootin' » (live at the Record Plant, Sausalito, CA, 1973) « Kinky Reggae - Live at Leeds Polytechnic, 1973 » extrait de l'album « Burnin' (Deluxe Édition) » « Bend Down Low » (live at the Record Plant, Sausalito, CA, 1973)   « Lively Up Yourself - Live at Leeds Polytechnic, 1973 » extrait de l'album « Burnin' (Deluxe Édition) ».    

Balaganjah 159 - Cool It Amigo February 02, 2008 07:08 AM PST Skunkride meets Ganja Vibes inna varied roots selection, early 70s to mid 80s. Enjoy ! 1. Ethiopians - Cool It Amigo 2. Sir Lord Comic - 4 Seasons 3. Black Emeralds - Bun A Dub 4. Jah Faith - Bun A One 5. Prince Jazzbo - Crabwalking 6. John Holt - Strange Things 7. Call More - Our Forefather Died In the Sand 8. Big Youth - Miss Lou Ring-Ding 9. Dennis Brown - Voice Of My Father 10. Niney The Observer - Lightning & Thunder 11. Channel One - Tribal Version 12. John Holt - Tribal War 13. Big Youth - Jah Jah Love Them 14. Big Youth - Jah Shall Dub 15. Danny Henry - African Gold (Extended) 16. Johnny Osbourne - Purify Your Heart (Extended) 17. Watty Burnett - Open The Gate (Extended)

Ganjah Vibes meets Skunkride inna late 70s to early 80s roots selection, with version. Dash it wey selecta ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ 1. Israel Vibration - Weep & Mourn 2. Rod Taylor - Bad Man Come & Go 3. Dillinger - Nuh Chuck It 4. Raphael Tomlinson - This Situation 5. Johnny Clarke - Blood Dunza 6. Freddy Mckay - I Man 7. Hot Rocks - Jah No Partial 8. Symbols - Motherless Children 9. Ranking Caretaker - No Dash It Wey 10. Don Carlos - Gimme Your Love 11. Papa Tullo - Gimme More Love 12. Lion Youth - Rat A Cut Bottle 13. Lion Youth - Rat A Cut Dub

This week’s In The Studio is presented by acclaimed actor and New Orleans resident Wendell Pierce (The Wire, Suits, Tom Clancy’s Jack Ryan). We join him as he meets Demond Melancon, a fine artist from New Orleans who is also the Big Chief of a Black Masking Indian tribe, the Young Seminole Hunters. The Black Masking culture of New Orleans is a centuries-old African-American tradition. Around 45 neighbourhood groups - or tribes - spend thousands of hours each year hand-sewing exquisitely beaded ceremonial suits, trimmed with rhinestones, velvet ruffles, and hundreds of brightly coloured feathers. On Mardi Gras day they take to the streets to compete against each other for the prettiest suit. Every suit tells a story, and this year Demond is depicting Ethiopian history and culture, beading an ancient Nyabinghi warrior on a white horse as the centerpiece of his front ‘apron’. Surrounding it on the left and right sides will be beaded portraits of Empress Menen Asfaw and her husband King Haile Selassie of Ethiopia. On his arms are patches with portraits of reggae music icon Vaughn Benjamin and an Ethiopian soldier. Usually it takes 12 months of beading to make a suit, but Demond is a rising star of New Orleans’ contemporary art scene, and in high demand for exhibitions and art fairs across the USA, so this year he has just three months to prepare. We join him and his wife Alicia as he works night and day in his Bywater studio doing ‘the needle dance’, as he calls it, in the run up to the city’s world-famous Mardi Gras celebrations.

January 21, 2008 03:02 AM PST - Glen Brown special ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ 1. god sons - mitchville rock 2. glen brown - dirty harry 3. jah glen - save our nation 4. sylford walker - lambs bread 5. welton irie - lambs bread international 6. lloyd parks - slaving 7. glen brown - no more slavery 8. sylford walker - chant down babylon 9. wayne jarrett - youthman 10. glenroy richards - wicked can't run away 11. sylford walker - deutronomy 12. welton irie - blackman get up tan pon foot 13. king tubby - version 78 style 14. glen brown - do the right thing 15. glen brown - right dub 16. glen brown - jahova come 17. glen brown - world conference version 18. glen brown - assack lawn no. 1 dub

ganjah vibes meets skunkride inna classic roots selection, 2008 style. R.I.P. Yigal Bubeta AKA Ganjah Vibes / 10.3.1964 - 8.5.2020 ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ revolutionaries - leftist jah lloyd - green bay linval thompson - the wicked jr delgado - tichion jr dan - wise man delroy williams - three men jah bull - free jah children winston mcanuff - bless up johnny osbourne - let there be love vivian jones - rasta is my life willi williams - messenger man horace andy - be good

 Chanting Nyabinghi Rasta Drumming and Praise  . Jamaica Rasta chant  in the hills of Jamaica he Mystic Sound Of Nyabinghi

ganjah vibes meets skunkride inna rootical rub-a-dub session. R.I.P. Yigal Bubeta AKA Ganjah Vibes 10.3.1964 - 8.5.2020 ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ johnny clarke - rude boy dub johnny osbourne - no lollipop barrington levy - prison oval rock freddie mcgregor - big ship sylvan morris - africa unite jah thomas & barrington - moa anbessa benie man - over the sea billy boyo - one spliff a day ranking dread - fatty boom sister nancy - dance pon the corner eastwood & saint - talk about run smiley culture - slam bam papa levi - mi god mi king

Nyabinghi or Nyabingi is the oldest of the Mansions of Rastafari and a prominent figure in the ... Three kinds of drums are used in Nyabinghi music: bass, funde and keteh.   typically includes recitation of the Psalms, but may also include variations of well-known Christian hymns and adopted by Rastafarians. The rhythms of these chants were eventually an influence of popular ska, rocksteady and reggae music. Niyabinghi chants include: "400 Million Blackman""400 Years" (its lyrics influenced Peter Tosh's "400 Years")"Babylon In I Way""Babylon Throne Gone Down" (arranged by Bob Marley to "Rastaman

Be cured by the obscure! There are some funk staples in this one. No grass-fed beef, just groove-fed beats! Don't stop, get down!

another classic roots set recorded @ motzkin ave, original balaganjah home base. ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ familyman - cobra style in crowd - mango walk burning spear - jah is my driver zap pow - last war prince alla - lots wife earl 16 - freedom delroy williams - think twice max edwards - inner city blues african brothers - hold tight desi roots - warning wailing souls - bredda gravalicious trinity - how long

another archive balaganjah session to nice up these strange days. stay safe everyone. peace ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ martin campbell - shaggas bingi palemina - sky juice jah woosh - free jah jah children peter broggs - higher marshall splitz horns - forward ever congo ashanti - rude boy mystic eyes - forward with love niney - in the gutter disciples - back outta the war palm threes - steppin out sylford walker - jah golden pen barry issac - children of zion barry biggs - work all day

ganjah vibes meets skunkride inna heavy roots selection ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ jah baba - collection plate prophets - judgement time barrington levy - crucifixion johnny osbourne - inflation dennis brown - 3 meals a day eek a mouse - fat & slim donette forte - wilderness philip levi - slam bam jackie mittoo - mash down babylon slackers - mash down babylon black uhuru - let him go wailing souls - back out prince alla - jah give i love abyssinians - declaration of rights

another classic balaganjah selection, 2007 style. come link us on facebook :  https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah peace ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ tommy mccook - kojak u roy - gorgonwise jr murvin - roots train no. 1 sonny & debby - sweat suit lloyd parks - well get over it barrington levy - praise his name patrick andy - put a little love ranking joe - mount zion bunny wailer - armagideon ernest ranglin - surfin rypton hylton - creation moon rocks - have no fear jah d - going to zion bunny wailer - this train

featuring 2 special guests on the mic - ras congo of 12 tribes sound & ranking levi outta my lord sound. respect ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ words & parables dub daweh congo - praise him congos - teachers teach stingers - world power revolutionaries - pla mike brooks - beware tribesman - the tribe michael prophet - freedom cornell campbel - trouble you pablo moses - angola zap pow - last war devon russell - roots natty half moon - freedom justice

moving forward with our archive selection - skunkride meets ganjah vibes inna serious roots selection. if you enjoy our sets please help keep this page going by making a small donation through the paypal button on our main page (follow the link). every donation appreciated ! https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ mike brooks - changes heptones - serious time ?? - jah love cornell campbel - the end rod taylor - over the border lloyd norris - revelation 22 ?? - starvation hopeton crawford - life experience fantells - everywhere gregory isaacs - riot joe white - mumbling & grumbling i roy - lovers rock musical intimidators ‎– bad more than that wackies - stepping stone

revisiting one of our favorite sets - ganjah vibes meets skunkride inna heavy roots selection. if you enjoy our sets please help us keep this page going by making a small donation through the paypal button on the right. every donation appreciated ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ gregory isaacs - feeling it version linton kwesi - madness burning spear - sons of he black uhuru - satan army band john clarke - babylon spanking ini kamoze - hail mi idren sylvan white - world of confusion prince far i - wickedness barry brown - reggae music fred locks - walls dr alimantado - gimme my gun barrington levy - struggler kc white - selassie i keith hudson - be what you want jr byles - what kind of world big youth - mr finnegan niney - blood & fire

In episode 77 UNP founder and curator Grant Scott is in his shed considering portrait photography, and the importance of history and influence. He also gives details of his latest book that has just gone on sale. Plus this week photographer Roger Steffens takes on the challenge of supplying Grant with an audio file no longer than 5 minutes in length in which he answer's the question ‘What Does Photography Mean to You?' You can purchase Grant's latest book discussed in this podcast New Ways of Seeing: The Democratic Language of Photography on Amazon, your local bookseller and here www.bloomsbury.com/uk/new-ways-of-seeing-9781350049314/ You can also access and subscribe to these podcasts at SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/unofphoto on iTunes https://itunes.apple.com/gb/podcast/a-photographic-life/id1380344701 on Player FM https://player.fm/series/a-photographic-life and Podbean www.podbean.com/podcast-detail/i6uqx-6d9ad/A-Photographic-Life-Podcast An actor, poet, broadcaster, writer, lecturer, editor, reggae archivist and photographer, Roger Steffens is regarded as one of the world's foremost experts on Bob Marley and the Wailers. It was Steffens who first alerted Paul Simon about African music, leading to the recording of the album Graceland and he has worked with Keith Richards to compile an album of Nyabinghi music recorded in the living room of Richards's Jamaican home. Prior to this, Steffens worked in an army psychological operations unit in Vietnam, after being drafted during the war. He was told to photograph his assignments, a request that began a 50-year relationship with the camera that resulted in an extraordinary archive of images that trace his life and times during a pivotal period in American history. Steffens returned from Vietnam to northern California in the early 70s and began to compulsively photograph his daily life and that of his friends: John Steinbeck IV (son of the Grapes of Wrath writer) and Sean Flynn (son of Errol) – both of whom had reported from Vietnam; war reporter Richard Boyle (the co-writer and subject of Oliver Stone's 1986 film, Salvador), British war photographer Tim Page and Ron Kovic, the paraplegic anti-war activist, whose memoir, Born on the Fourth of July, was adapted into an award winning Oliver Stone film. Photographer Page, who roomed with Steffens in Berkeley, schooled him in photography and his images are an evocation of a freewheeling hippie lifestyle: camping in Marrakech, trekking in the forests of northern California, visiting Stonehenge, and music festivals where the North Vietnamese flag was proudly flown. Now in his late 70s, Steffens finds himself enjoying a second life as an acclaimed photographer thanks partly to his children, Devon and Kate, setting up an Instagram account for their father and posting two pictures a day from his archive, a process that lead to the book The Family Acid in 2015. www.thefamilyacid.com Grant Scott is the founder/curator of United Nations of Photography, a Senior Lecturer and Subject Co-ordinator: Photography at Oxford Brookes University, Oxford, a working photographer, and the author of Professional Photography: The New Global Landscape Explained (Focal Press 2014) and The Essential Student Guide to Professional Photography (Focal Press 2015). His next book New Ways of Seeing: The Democratic Language of Photography will be published by Bloomsbury Academic in 2019. His documentary film, Do Not Bend: The Photographic Life of Bill Jay can now be seen at www.youtube.com/watch?v=wd47549knOU&t=3915s. © Grant Scott 2019

another classic roots selection from the balaganjah vaults ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ winston mcanuff - armagideon time tribesman - finsbury park junior reid - real rock junior reid - live in love linval thompson - sukumaka gladiators - mister baldwin culture - i'm not afraid heptones - sufferers time tribesman - the tribe black roots - wa dem a do johnny clarke - african roots

Nyabinghi is the oldest of the Mansions of Rastafari. These Rastafari are the strictest out of the six or so major groups. They pledge "love to all human beings", and do not believe in violence, because they believe that only Jah has the right to destroy. They make this pledge because of the power of words, believing that only when all of Jah's children make the pledge together, the oppressors will be destroyed. The Nyabinghi resistance inspired a number of Jamaican Rastas, who incorporated what is known as Nyabinghi chants into their celebrations (grounations) 

Nyabinghi! Many blessings from jah HR pom pom pom raise a chalice down with bald heads

The Nyabinghi resistance inspired a number of Jamaican Rastas, who incorporated what are known as Nyabinghi chants (binghi) into their celebrations (grounations).The rhythms of these chants were an influence on popular ska, rocksteady and reggae music. Three kinds of drums are used in Nyabinghi music: bass, funde and keteh. The keteh plays an improvised syncopation rooted in Ashanti dance and drumming,[2] the funde plays a regular one-two beat and the bass drum strikes loudly on the first beat, and softly on the third (of fourth) beat. Count Ossie was the first to record nyabinghi and helped to establish and maintain Rasta culture

Nyabinghi, also Nyahbinghi, Niyabinghi, Niyahbinghi, is the gathering of Rastafari people to celebrate and commemorate key dates significant to Rastafari throughout the year. It is essentially an opportunity for the Rastafari to congregate and engage in praise and worship. For example, on July 23rd of each year, a Nyabinghi is held to celebrate the birth of His Majesty, Emperor Haile Selassie I. During Nyabinghi celebration men and women have different roles and expectations. Men are expected to remove any hair coverings, whilst women must keep their hair covered. A group of men typically organize themselves in a line or semi-circle and are assigned to beat the drums throughout. The remaining congregation continues to sing well-known songs or 'chants', some of which are Hebraic scriptural verses that evidence the divinity of Haile Selassie. For example, 'I have a little light in I and I'm going to make it shine, Rastafari, shine' and 'Holy Mount #Zion is a holy place and no sinners can enter there, so let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, of Rastafari'. #Nyabinghi is a Rastafari tradition that promotes Rastafari unity, strengthens the Rastafari spirit with fellowship and raises the consciousness and presence of #Rastafari in the heart of those in attendance. At some points, passages of the bible are read. Rastafari recognizes the significance of Jesus Christ, due to Haile #Selassie I fulfilling the teachings and prophecy of scripture.

another classic balaganjah selection, 2007 style balaganjah on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ johnny clarke - peace & love raphael tomlinson - this situation nigger kojak - nice up jamaica makka bees - nation fiddler romam stewart - rain a fall white mice - nothing ever done al campbell - feedback rudy thomas - dry up your tears living in a world of confusion paragons - do the best thing horace martin - unity

Nyabinghi, also Nyahbinghi, Niyabinghi, Niyahbinghi, is the gathering of Rastafari people to celebrate and commemorate key dates significant to Rastafari throughout the year. It is essentially an opportunity for the Rastafari to congregate and engage in praise and worship. For example, on July 23rd of each year, a Nyabinghi is held to celebrate the birth of His Majesty, Emperor Haille Selassi I. So how is this done? During a Nyabinghi celebration men and women have different roles and expectations. Men are expected to remove any hair coverings, whilst women must keep their hair covered. A group of men typically organise themselves in a line or semi-circle and are assigned to beat the drums throughout.

#Nyabinghi is the oldest of the Mansions of #Rastafari. These Rastafari are the strictest out of the six or so major groups. They pledge "love to all human beings", and do not believe in violence, because they believe that only #Jah has the right to destroy. They make this pledge because of the power of words, believing that only when all of Jah's children make the pledge together, the oppressors will be destroyed.#nowplaying #trending

#Nyabinghi is the oldest of the Mansions of #Rastafari. These Rastafari are the strictest out of the six or so major groups. They pledge "#love to all human beings", and do not believe in violence, because they believe that only Jah has the right to destroy. They make this pledge because of the power of words, believing that only when all of Jah's children make the pledge together, the oppressors will be destroyed.#nowplaying #trending #jamaica

another archive selection, enjoy ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ observer - murt turt & purt max romeo - rasta bandwagon dave barker - shocks of mighty dennis brown - westbound train u roy - train from the west prince buster - take it easy prince far i - kingdom of god fred locks - walls wayne wade - run come rally burning spear - civilized reggae max romeo - blood of the prophet ijahman - are we a warrior martin campbell - bound to fall martin campbell - you lick me first twinkle brothers - war is not the answer black roots - africa barry brown - comfort to a fool

more 2007 niceness - skunkride inna crucial roots selection balaganjah on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ calvin cameron - blue danube wailing souls - bredda gravalicious pancho alphonso - never give up carol cole - ethiopia don carlos - they say jr brown - fly me away home donovan adams - don't mock jah tribesmen - the tribe makka bees - nation fiddler knowledge - centry horace andy - run babylon happy love - down in the valley freddie mcgregor - homeward bound the rebels - rebel dub

balaganjah 2007 style - ganjah vibes meets skunkride inna roots & culture selection ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ sharon black - struggling danny ray - world festivity black survivors - come away hugh mundell - jah say time jacob miller - keep on knocking roman stewart - rain a fall well pleased - open the gate fabian miranda - destiny trevor byfield - burning bush carlton coffie - world festivity freddie mcgregor - mark of the beast black slavery dub

archive selection / december 2006 if you enjoy our sets please help us keep this page going by making a small donation through the paypal button on the right. every donation appreciated. respect! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ upsetters - hail power winston shand - dungeon gene rondo - time raphael green - rasta train watty burnett - open the gate enos mcleod - jericho ethiopians - jericho culture - innocent blood culture - dread taking over culture - too long in slavery danny red - be grateful aj brown - get up chant m lloyd - wake up black people danny ray - rasta man live up eek a mouse - tell them dj - a wa de yeh gideon jah rubbaal - love rasta

archive selection / yigal hod hamahat spinning some classic roots ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ enos mcleod - tel aviv misty in roots - days of slavery black roots - struggling steel pulse - soldiers knowledge - population travellers - jah gave us this world meditations - warmongers deb players - together wackies all stars - all for free wailing souls - joy within your heart jah shaka - lion youth ijahman - i'm a levi prophets - warn the nation king tubby - jah love dub stranger cole - freedom justice equality

ganjah vibes live set @ cafe shapira, tel aviv - part 2 ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ calabasa - zion land sons of jah - psalm 72 version - ranking reuben winston reedy - chant ?? - alpha & omega barry brown - kingdom of zion freddie mckay - creation rebel johnny clarke - roots natty congo 100 tons of callie weed version reggae regular - black star linear upsetters - white belly rat upsetters - dion anasawa upsetters - down here in babylon carlton jackson - history max romeo - war in the babylon hopeton lindo - african choice glen brown - melodica dub darker than blue johnny clarke - play fool fe get wise glen brown - bongo dub johnny osbourne - cool down rude boy paul blackman - say so slipping into darkness ras takashi - bringstone & fire

ganjah vibes live set @ cafe shapira, tel aviv - part 1 ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ augustus pablo - java don carlos - hog & goat martin campbell - river babylon wackies all stars - african dub culture - jah jah see them a come glen brown - dub silford walker - eternal day wayne jarrett - live in love johnny lover - jah station yabby you - judgement time don carlos - tribulation ijahman levi - moulding dennis brown - emmanuel sylford walker - chant down babylon martin campbell - wicked rule

ganjah vibes inna rare deep roots selection, 2006 style if you enjoy our sets please help us keep this page going by making a small donation through the paypal button on the right. every donation appreciated. respect! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ winston & the flames - solid foundation michael ras star - man of calvary lariston orlando - jah love keith poppin - hold not thy peace tilly & larry - jah gave us everything prophets - the righteous way desmond irie - babylon must go down gideon jah rubaal - love rasta dennis brown - have no fear dillinger - flat foot hustlin king medious - this world devon rusell - famine time freddie mckay - creation rebel

archive set / 12.6.2006 / number unknown / ganjah vibes meets skunkride ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ lambs bread dub burning spear - foggy road ranking trevor - caveman skank latty - kentones road dennis brown - 3 meals a day jr delgado - armed robbery cornel campbell - brothers killing junior lacy - see jah light barry brown - big big polution heptones - cool rasta what kind of world eric donaldson - stand up jr delgado - no warrior errol dunkley - impossible

archive set / 6.6.2006 / number unknown / ganjah vibes meets skunkride ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ black disciples - dub jackie mittoo - casanova jackie mittoo - double trouble silvertones - smile studio 1 - only you al campbell - take a ride ricky storme - way it is naggo morris - jah will explain john clark - we need some solution booker t - downpressor pablo moses - i man a grasshopper tena stelin - no more stress twinkle brothers - rasta pon top ricky grant - 3rd world war gladiators - evil doers black disciples - give me flute

archive set / 11.2.2006 / number unknown / ganjah vibes selection balaganjah on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ trevor hartley - africa we going martin campbell - i got to pray john holt - fancy make up donovan joseph - one road nathan skyers - leave bad company nathan skyers - them a fight barry issac - jah bible yami bolo - it's not surprising ??? - cross the border twinkle brothers - enter zion ??? - stop this killing earl zero - blackbird vibestone - leaders of black country reggae george - fight on my own ??? - we got to see

archive set / 10.2.2006 / number unknown / ganjah vibes meets skunkride inna heavy roots & dub selection if you enjoy our sets please help us keep this page going by making a small donation through the paypal button on the right. every donation appreciated! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ nya natty - one love style donnette forte - rhythm of resistance stephen wright - visions of jah earl sixteen - changing world twinkle brothers - devil worshippers johnny clarke - young rebel ??? - goodness of creation ras digby - unite ??? - chant them linval thompson - pop no style ??? - dub prophets - judgement time jah baba - collection version sister netifa - woman determined martin campbell - who can we run to

archive set / 28.1.2006 / number unknown / ganjah vibes selection ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ cry tuff allstars - tell me dub prince far i - tell me why john holt - ali baba dr alimantado - shot the barber leroy brown - gone gone freddie mcgregor - revolutionarist ijahman - better life ahead hurricanes - you can run scratch - you can dub earth & stone - wicked a fe dress back trinity - jailhouse horace martin - shy girl survivoirs - third world congos - only jah jah know junia walker - bangarang piza - more peace on the land clive matthews - live not for vanity vanity dub

next one, outta hod hamahat. enjoy ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ i roy - prime minister bongo herman - vice president shorty - president mash up the resident winston wright - rebeloution dub d&b dub melodica dub flute sylford walker - deutronomy u brown - train to zion cornell campbell - press along natty creation version king tubby - trouble dub weeping & moaning dub u roy - true true i roy - evil doers niney the observer - mutiny delroy wilson - better must come

Casi diez años después de su primer disco, vuelve la Indo-Pak Coalition del saxofonista Rudresh Mahanthappa con "Agrima". Trío que comparte con el guitarrista Rez Abassi y con el percusionista Dan Weiss. A los tres los escuchábamos recientemente en el nuevo trabajo del guitarrista paquistaní. En esta edición de 'Club de Jazz' del 2 de noviembre, suena el debut a su nombre del saxofonista valenciano Santi de la Rubia "Broken Line", disco a trío junto a Marc Cuevas (contrabajo) y Roger Gutiérrez (batería). Proyecto impulsado por el Estival de Jazz de Igualada. "Converging roots" es el nuevo proyecto del trombonista, trompetista y percusionista valenciano Carlos Martín. Un trabajo en el que cuenta con músicos como el venezolano Luis Perdomo (piano), los saxofonistas Vicent Macián y Perico Sambeat y el baterista Marc Miralta, entre otros. El contrabajista italiano Ales Cesarini presenta "Nyabinghi", disco en colaboración con el cantante madrileño Sergio León, de nombre artístico "Payoh Soul Rebel". Trabajo producido por el saxofonista Javier Vercher. Freenetics es el nombre de un trío que lleva ocho años en activo y promoviendo los encuentros improvisados en Barcelona. Lo forman el saxofonista Ferran Besalduch (especializado en saxo bajo), el chelista Joan Antoni Pich y el baterista Pep Mula. Presentan Underground PM. Cuando falta la luz, siempre está él: John Coltrane. Escuchamos parte de su Live at Temple University, del 11 de noviembre de 1966, meses antes de su fallecimiento. Toda la información y derechos: http://www.elclubdejazz.com

Casi diez años después de su primer disco, vuelve la Indo-Pak Coalition del saxofonista Rudresh Mahanthappa con "Agrima". Trío que comparte con el guitarrista Rez Abassi y con el percusionista Dan Weiss. A los tres los escuchábamos recientemente en el nuevo trabajo del guitarrista paquistaní. En esta edición de 'Club de Jazz' del 2 de noviembre, suena el debut a su nombre del saxofonista valenciano Santi de la Rubia "Broken Line", disco a trío junto a Marc Cuevas (contrabajo) y Roger Gutiérrez (batería). Proyecto impulsado por el Estival de Jazz de Igualada. "Converging roots" es el nuevo proyecto del trombonista, trompetista y percusionista valenciano Carlos Martín. Un trabajo en el que cuenta con músicos como el venezolano Luis Perdomo (piano), los saxofonistas Vicent Macián y Perico Sambeat y el baterista Marc Miralta, entre otros. El contrabajista italiano Ales Cesarini presenta "Nyabinghi", disco en colaboración con el cantante madrileño Sergio León, de nombre artístico "Payoh Soul Rebel". Trabajo producido por el saxofonista Javier Vercher. Freenetics es el nombre de un trío que lleva ocho años en activo y promoviendo los encuentros improvisados en Barcelona. Lo forman el saxofonista Ferran Besalduch (especializado en saxo bajo), el chelista Joan Antoni Pich y el baterista Pep Mula. Presentan Underground PM. Cuando falta la luz, siempre está él: John Coltrane. Escuchamos parte de su Live at Temple University, del 11 de noviembre de 1966, meses antes de su fallecimiento. Toda la información y derechos: http://www.elclubdejazz.com

next one up, basel roots style happy sukkot ! balaganjah on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ burning spear - black wadada prophets - chant down babylon king tubby - chanting dub trinity - how long jah dillinger - run come quick linval thompson - 12 tribes tr groovemaster - go deh dub barrington spence - go deh natty pablo moses - give i fe name king tubby - chant down dub linval thompson - natty pressure them jammys - jah fire dub hugh mundell - jah fire jimmy cliff - material world cornell campbell - weed them out zvuloon dub - weed dub careless ethiopians dub bim sherman - 10,000 careless ethiopians

La música de jazz marca la actualidad, las novedades y el hilo conductor de los discos que traemos en esta edición, trabajos que tienen en común el estar producido en España, de una u otra forma tienen un acento “ñ”. El trombonista, trompetista y congero Carlos Martín ocupa los primeros minutos, el multi-instrumentista valenciano tiene nuevo álbum, “Converging Roots” (2017) es el resultado de la confluencia de sus raíces, desde el jazz al flamenco y la música afrocaribeña. Sergio Pamies avanza de manera sólida en su carrera, “What brought you here?” (2017) lo demuestra el pianista granadino en sus composiciones y en los arreglos de standars. La cantante, compositora y educadora Viktorija Pilatovic edita “Stories” (2017), de origen lituano ha pasado por Holanda y Ecuador antes de llegar a Valencia, donde reside actualmente. También en la capital del Turia Ales Cesarini (nacido en Italia) forma parte de diversas banda, ahora saca “Nyabinghi” (2017) en formato de quinteto con el vocalista Payoh Soul Rebel. El cierre es para el nuevo trabajo del multi-instrumentista alemán Stephan Micus, “Inland sea” (2017), jazz contemporáneo con instrumentos tradicionales de diversas culturas.

next one outta hod hamachat record shop, tel aviv style ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ Tubby's Vengeance - King Tubby's Don't Think About Me - Horace Andy & Earl Flute Ska-Ta-Brain - Theo Beckford & Raymond Harper Mother Young Gal - Desmond Dekker & The Aces I'm Shocking (I'm Electric) - Glen Adams Broken Contract - Zap Pow Magnum Force - Vin Gordon Engine 54 - The Ethiopians Call of the Drums - Johnny & The Attractions Stand Up - Eric Donaldson Send Another Moses - The Willows How Can A Man Dubwise - Clappers All Stars Hornsman Chant - Tommy McCook Teachers Dub - The Upsetters False Teachings - Junior Murvin Love of Jah - Vivian Jackson & The Prophets Conquering Lion - Yabby You Black Son - Stranger Cole & C. Dodd

ganjah vibes back on the decks inna heavyweight roots & dub selection ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ coxsone - reggae fusion mr. bojangles - ten dread commandments vernon buckley - save us jah cornell campbell - the judgement come anthony johnson - dreadlocks cornell campbell - jah jah me no born yah the maytones - throw down your arms prince far i - i and i are the chosen one earth roots and water with jerry brown - sufferer heptones - deceivers bunny lye lye and scientist - mr. c.i.d. jah berry - sister jacqueline the viceroys - love is the key barry brown - living as a brother

Nyabinghi, also Nyahbinghi, Niyabinghi, Niyahbinghi, is a form of ritual drumming performed as a communal meditative practice in the Rastafarian tradition in Jamaica. Like many facets of Rastafari, it evolved from the drum ceremonies that enslaved African people of various ethnic groups brought with them to Jamaica. As the country grew more industrialized throughout the late 19th century and early 20th century, Nyabinghi songs were celebrated only among followers of the Rastafarian practice (based on mythology about Ethiopia and a very different interpretation of the Bible from the Judeo-Christian status quo), while most Christian-indoctrinated Jamaicans saw the Afrocentric drum and chant ceremonies as primitive and backward. Nowadays, Nyabinghi is used mainly as a term for a certain sect of Rastas , as opposed to just the rhythm or the music.

ganjah vibes meets skunkride in down town tel aviv, dubwise & otherwise ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ calvin cameron - coconut head cedric brooks - mun dun go rockers all stars - fussing dub aswad - finger gun dub lacksley castell - government man papa tullo - straight to the government hungry town all stars - give up dub uhuru players - blue danube ras michael & negus - african vibration carlton jackson - history persuaders - roots wine wine dub

Nyabinghi, also Nyahbinghi, Niyabinghi, Niyahbinghi, is a form of ritual drumming performed as a communal meditative practice in the Rastafarian tradition in Jamaica. Like many facets of Rastafari, it evolved from the drum ceremonies that enslaved African people of various ethnic groups brought with them to Jamaica. As the country grew more industrialized throughout the late 19th century and early 20th century, Nyabinghi songs were celebrated only among followers of the Rastafarian practice (based on mythology about Ethiopia and a very different interpretation of the Bible from the Judeo-Christian status quo), while most Christian-indoctrinated Jamaicans saw the Afrocentric drum and chant ceremonies as primitive and backward. Nowadays, Nyabinghi is used mainly as a term for a certain sect of Rastas , as opposed to just the rhythm or the music.

Nyabinghi, also Nyahbinghi, Niyabinghi, Niyahbinghi, is a form of ritual drumming performed as a communal meditative practice in the Rastafarian tradition in Jamaica. Like many facets of Rastafari, it evolved from the drum ceremonies that enslaved African people of various ethnic groups brought with them to Jamaica. As the country grew more industrialized throughout the late 19th century and early 20th century, Nyabinghi songs were celebrated only among followers of the Rastafarian practice (based on mythology about Ethiopia and a very different interpretation of the Bible from the Judeo-Christian status quo), while most Christian-indoctrinated Jamaicans saw the Afrocentric drum and chant ceremonies as primitive and backward. Nowadays, Nyabinghi is used mainly as a term for a certain sect of Rastas , as opposed to just the rhythm or the music

Rastafari is an Abrahamic belief which developed in Jamaica in the 1930s, following the coronation of Haile Selassie I as Emperor of Ethiopia in 1930. Its adherents worship him in much the same way as Jesus in his Second Advent, or as God the Son. A religion with deep political convictions, Rastafarianism began in the slums of Jamaica in the 1920s and 30s. African religious tradition has heavily influenced the culture of Rastafarianism and biblical themes have heavily influenced the religion's belief system. The most famous Rastafari is arguably Bob Marley, whose reggae music gained the Jamaican movement international recognition. There is no formal, organized leadership in Rastafarianism, creating a wide variety of spiritual and moral variation within the religion. Some Rastafarians see Rasta more as a way of life, and others see it more as a religion. Nevertheless, uniting the diversity within the movement is belief in the divinity and/or messiahship of Ethiopian Emperor Haile Selassie I, the influence of Jamaican culture, resistance of oppression, and pride in African heritage. The Rastafarian lifestyle usually includes ritual use of marijuana, avoidance of alcohol, the wearing of one's hair in dreadlocks, and vegetarianism.

Rastafari is an Abrahamic belief which developed in Jamaica in the 1930s, following the coronation of Haile Selassie I as Emperor of Ethiopia in 1930. Its adherents worship him in much the same way as Jesus in his Second Advent, or as God the Son. A religion with deep political convictions, Rastafarianism began in the slums of Jamaica in the 1920s and 30s. African religious tradition has heavily influenced the culture of Rastafarianism and biblical themes have heavily influenced the religion's belief system. The most famous Rastafari is arguably Bob Marley, whose reggae music gained the Jamaican movement international recognition. There is no formal, organized leadership in Rastafarianism, creating a wide variety of spiritual and moral variation within the religion. Some Rastafarians see Rasta more as a way of life, and others see it more as a religion. Nevertheless, uniting the diversity within the movement is belief in the divinity and/or messiahship of Ethiopian Emperor Haile Selassie I, the influence of Jamaican culture, resistance of oppression, and pride in African heritage. The Rastafarian lifestyle usually includes ritual use of marijuana, avoidance of alcohol, the wearing of one's hair in dreadlocks, and vegetarianism.http://tobtr.com/9541749

at last, a new set - roots & culture for the people ! join us on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ calvin cameron - good over evil black emeralds - record breaker king tubby - cheater dub burning spear - resting place shady tree version eric donaldson - stand up upsetters - dub fa yu rights little roy & ian rock - new song prince far i - the message cry tuff allstars - message dub roman stewart - no peace dub in the city augustus pablo - pablos theme song pablos theme version mcm all stars - south africa freedom fighters version upsetters - rocky road dub fantells - stand & look jah malla - roots jazz

Nyabinghi is the oldest of the Mansions of Rastafari. These Rastafari are the strictest out of the six or so major groups. They pledge "love to all human beings", and do not believe in violence, because they believe that only Jah has the right to destroy. They make this pledge because of the power of words, believing that only when all of Jah's children make the pledge together, the oppressors will be destroyed. In addition, they are often non-violent or follow the just war theory.The Nyabinghi resistance inspired a number of Jamaican Rastas, who incorporated what are known as Nyabinghi chants (binghi) into their celebrations (grounations).[citation needed] The rhythms of these chants were an influence on popular ska, rocksteady and reggae music. Three kinds of drums are used in Nyabinghi music: bass, funde and keteh. The keteh plays an improvised syncopation rooted in Ashanti dance and drumming,[2] the funde plays a regular one-two beat and the bass drum strikes loudly on the first beat, and softly on the third (of fourth) beat. Count Ossie was the first to record nyabinghi and helped to establish and maintain Rasta culture

greetings everyone - new set coming your way, strictly rootsman style. crank up the bass & enjoy ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ seyum nefta - cultural sounds barry brown - ital rock dean fraser - ital horns reggae regular - jah love prophets - give thanks & praise yabby you - praises dub valin miller - people no want no war no war version ricky grant - who art babylon groundation - juggernaut bdf - juggernaut bdf - part 3 prince far i - put it out naggo morris - you want to get i out sylford walker - africa dub

tribute to 2 of the greatest producers ever - lee 'scratch' perry & augustus pablo. if you enjoy our sets please help us keep this page going by making a small donation through the paypal button on the right. every donation highly appreciated ! happy passover / easter to all balaganjah on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ upsetters - twenty third dub time unlimited - rastaman going home upsetters - africa dub rockers all stars - braces tower dub augustus pablo - skanking easy hugh mundell - my mind rockers all stars - my mind dub lee perry - bad weed leo graham - news flash upsetters - rockers all stars - sister frica - one in the spirit version of one augustus pablo - get together together dub king medious - this world upsetters - midious serenade upsetters - iron dub lee perry - blackboard jungle paul k & pablo - rockers dub

12" selection without objection - enjoy ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ old testament version sylford walker - book of the old testament delroy wilson - i have been in love burning spear - farover radic band - distance diana - when music hits you feel no pain version investigators - i.r.s. the prophets - black starliner version vivian jones - got a light shaka players - light version creation rebel - natty conscience aswad - warrior charge

skunkride inna rocksteady & early reggae selection link us on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah peace ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ augustus pablo - august marcus reid - inner city blues max edwards - gideons high wailers band - ixes soulful version invaders - you touch my soul joe white - never let me go lloyd young - freetown skank ron wilson - hippy shuffle prince buster - downbeat burial joe white & chuck - hold your head glen adams - i'm shocking don lee - cool rocksteady ethiopians - cool it amigo alton ellis - african descendents african version burning spear - foggy road jay tees - uptown version peter tosh - maga dog mellodies - what it profit i splenders - suckie get blow

balaganjah inna 3 turntable mode, free style dub, jazz & african selection. happy new year to all of our listeners worldwide, heres hoping for a more peaceful 2016 ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ jackie mittoo - after christmas chico hamilton - el toro jr dan - ites dub sabu martinez - martin cohen loves joe gibbs - dub three alice coltrane - mantra augustus pablo - twin seal israel vibration - survival dub harry mudie - strip tease dub gabor szabo - mizrab jo jo bennett - 10 steps to soul earth roots & water - lou sent me higgs all stars - freedom journey grachan moncur - the coaster bob ormrod - lion dance pyramids - africa noel tempo - time free version grachan moncur - wonderland

balaganjah meets oneaway station inna heavy roots session - part 2 link us on facebook : https://www.facebook.com/Balaganjah ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ d-roy band - dub praises i jarzif - problems classic black - liberation dawn willie williams - unification unification dub johnny osbourne - travelling linval thompson & ranking trevor - working synthesis - choke full dub full struggle - rainbow country defenders - chant down babylon upsetter - right yah dub zion initation - think about it think dub ** photo by rastastudio.com

ganjah vibes meets skunkride inna psychedelic dub selection including some whale sounds. enjoy ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ wackies riddim force - addis ababa dub earth roots & water - mankind jamdown message dub earth roots & water - come together upsetters - mr dubz tafari all stars - free for all bullwackies all stars - boma ye dub lee perry - brotherly dub augustus pablo - upfull living linton kwesi johnson - time come niney the observer meets smilan - parade king tubby - better version jr dan - jerry rollins clappers style sir collins - new cross fire big dread - fire sir collins mind sweepers - tears of fire junia walker - summertime dub steve collins - music machine

skunkride inna heavy roots steppers selection, vocal & dub. wishing all our listeners worldwide all the best for the new year ! ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ fe me all stars - black rights desmond young - warning black ark players - guidance lloyd clarke - hell & heaven trinity - jamaican people black skin - red blood cry tuff players - blood version cedric williams - something to say natalie - atomic energy misty in roots - bail out augustus pablo - lightning & thunder basque dub foundation - lightning dub tena stelin - more jah songs solo banton - tell the world dubkasm - more jah melodies