Old Song, Who Dis? Why I love a remix.

I Love a Remix – Here’s Why

There’s something about a remix that hits different.

Maybe it’s the surprise of a familiar song dressed in something new. Or maybe it’s the way a remix stretches time—pulling a track from your past into the present with fresh perspective. Whatever the reason, I’ve always had a soft spot for them. Whether it’s a deep dub version, a soulful house flip, or a hip-hop remix with a brand-new verse, remixes keep music alive and evolving.

But why do remixes sound so good?

Familiarity with a Twist

Our brains love patterns. When we hear a song we already know, there’s an instant recognition—our bodies remember the rhythm, our mouths know the lyrics. A remix plays with that familiarity. It gives us the comfort of the known with the thrill of the unexpected. Like hearing an old friend laugh in a new way.

Reinvention & Reinterpretation

Remixes give artists the chance to reinterpret music through their own lens. A sad ballad becomes a dancefloor anthem. A stripped-down groove is rebuilt with lush synths or dubby echoes. The best remixes don’t just replicate—they reimagine. They find something hidden in the original and bring it to the surface.

Genre-Bending Magic

One of my favourite things about remixes is how they allow genres to talk to each other. A reggae artist gets the Afrobeats treatment. A soul track is flipped into lo-fi hip-hop. Boundaries get blurred, and suddenly you’re hearing the essence of a song in a totally new context. It’s musical therapy for anyone bored of the predictable.

 DJs’ Secret Weapon

Let’s be real—DJs live for a good remix. It can extend a set, deepen a vibe, or rescue a dancefloor. A clever remix can keep a crowd locked in while giving the DJ space to be creative. It’s not just about playing the hits—it’s about how you flip them.

Cultural Continuity

In Black musical traditions especially, remixing is part of the culture. From sound system culture in Jamaica, to hip-hop’s roots in sampling and re-editing, to house music’s endless versions and reworks—it’s all about reinterpretation. A remix is a way of keeping music communal and evolving. It’s call and response across time.

So yes—I love a remix. Because a remix says: this story isn’t over yet.

Link here for remix mix.

Back on the couch!

Back on the Couch!

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It’s been a minute—six years, to be exact—but I’m back.

Life did its thing, stretched time thin, and shuffled priorities. But like any good vinyl, sometimes you just need to flip the record over and drop the needle again. Sometimes the B side is better. That’s what this moment feels like. A restart. A return. A soft re-entry into something that’s always been more than a hobby. Music, for me, is medicine.

Rehab’s Couch was born from that belief—that rhythm, melody, and bassline can do the kind of healing no prescription ever could. It’s a space where soul and reggae meet, where lovers rock whispers into funk’s groove, where the Black musical diaspora reminds us that we’ve always known how to survive—and thrive—through sound.

Music evokes memory. It can transcend time and space. One chord and you’re back in your grandmother’s kitchen. One bassline and suddenly you’re sixteen again, heart racing on a sticky summer night. Music isn’t just something we hear—it’s something we carry. It bookmarks our joy, our grief, our becoming.

The blog might’ve gone quiet, but the music never stopped. And neither did the pull to come back to this—sharing mixes that move me, that tell stories, that soothe, provoke, uplift. I’ve missed this connection: to the music, to the people who feel it the way I do, and to the version of myself who breathes a little deeper when the right track hits at the right time.

So here we are. Jo 90 on the dials again. The mixes will return—soulful, sensual, slightly unexpected. Audio therapy, served hot. And yes, I’m bringing some new flavors too, because even old souls evolve. 

Thanks for coming back to the couch with me. Stay tuned. Stay open.

Here’s the first mix of my return. Press play. Breathe deep. Recline. Perfect for in the park, cruising in your car, on the bus or train. Perhaps. In your back garden, or even a party. summer has landed here where I am.  

Summer party PT 1 

Previously while on hiatus

Haven't been completely redundant over the last little while. 

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