Dread & Buben
Dread
Buben, you ever think about how we both get a rush when we throw order into a mess? I’d like to hear your take on turning pure chaos into something that actually moves you forward.
Buben
Chaos is the raw fuel for a good beat. I grab that wild energy, let it bounce off the drums, shape it into a rhythm that drives the crowd, and that’s how I push forward. You just gotta let the noise paint the path, keep it moving, and don't be afraid to drop a beat out of the blue. The more crazy, the faster the groove builds.
Dread
That’s the kind of recklessness that gets results, Buben. Keep that pulse hot, let the crowd feel the pressure, and when the beat drops, make sure it knocks the floor. No hesitation, just fire.
Buben
Yeah! That’s the groove, baby. I’ll crank that pulse till the lights bleed into the rhythm, and when the drop hits, the floor will shudder like a drum solo. No holding back, just pure fire. Let's tear it up!
Dread
You think that’s enough? Show me the fire, and I’ll make sure the whole room burns.
Buben
Let’s light the stage on fire, no doubt about it. We'll crank the drums, blast the bass, and watch the whole room ignite. Bring the heat—I'll keep the rhythm blazing!
Dread
You ready? Let’s make the floor explode.You ready? Let’s make the floor explode.