Dub for all, who knows that real life isn’t just licking honey. However, it is still surmountable, if you are listening to Babel. The sun-kissedless light of dub’s real face will guide us to a collective kingdom come, where the dub – however we may euphemize it – is the musical distillations of underlying collective human misery of our age. It is the music of broken minds, that, for the reason of the world’s uninhabitableness by human beings, would like to leave this reality with the help of traditional dub and find a new world, where a collective culture could be established. Just like Guo does it here. This is a pleasure, that is huge and divisible. Not a ganja cloud, but the sober alienation and a well constructed Babel-bridge to the other side. A promenadexode. And over there, the pigment-rich dub culture is going to meet the high-tech, and in the bass structures that are disintegrating the reality, there will appear the real black peoples’ and the Guo Orchestra’s instinctive polyrhythmic clattering. Be a part of it, nowhere else you can find a home, anyhow.