The Dub Pack began as a kind of mixtape — a visual dubplate stitched together from the wreckage of image culture. Each collage samples fragments from magazines and books, overlaid with text borrowed from the collective noise of our times: may all empires fall, spoiler, we all die in the end, let’s make hamburgers.

The book holds fourteen collages, each a short, sharp commentary on the contemporary condition – capitalism’s hangover, meme logic, ecological fatigue, and the strange comedy of it all. Like a lathe cut dubplate, it’s exclusive by design: a single object that loops, echoes, and distorts familiar material until something new emerges.

It’s both love letter and lament — for print, for music culture, and for the possibility of meaning in a world that keeps remixing itself to death.