Sobre Mi Gata presents “Vaga General Apocalíptica”

Born in Vallcarca in 2022, Sobre Mi Gata is a musical project that understands dance as a space for critique and political imagination. The group builds its universe from electro-cumbia, dub, drum & bass, and an ever-mutating electronic sound, where the party coexists with critical thought. After their debut Calor del colapso (2023), marked by EDM energy, ’90s synths and reggae basslines, Un món sense humanes (2024) opened a new chapter with songs in Catalan and a posthuman perspective that questions privilege and ways of looking at the world. Their sound continues to expand between techno, bachata-dub and electromerengue, never abandoning the collective consciousness of the dance floor.

With this constantly mutating and critical trajectory, Sobre Mi Gata now present “VAGA GENERAL APOCALÍPTICA”, a single that condenses their entire imaginary into a rhythmic and political explosion. If their previous work already ventured into uncertain futures and fractured realities, here the group hits the accelerator and turns dystopia into a slogan: a call to shake the system, question the technology that devours us, and dance among the ruins of a tomorrow that seems to have been written in advance.

The song is an incendiary shout that combines social critique, technological fiction and a rhythmic drive that transforms chaos into a space for dance and insurrection. Between robots, accumulated capital and a future consumed by machines, the track unfolds a playful yet furious manifesto against dehumanization.

Musically, the track is built around 135 BPM and the key of A♯ minor, a combination that heightens the tension of the sonic landscape and reinforces the meaning of the lyrics. The result is a piece that moves between dub, industrial electronics and the echo of 21st-century Luddites, turning the apocalypse into a collective, raging party.

The group calls for a total, symbolic and devastating strike, questioning who controls the tools, who bears the consequences, and what role is left for working bodies in a world mechanized to the point of absurdity.

Faithful to their universe, Sobre Mi Gata transform the end of the world into a collective cry: making it explode may be the last party we have left. If there ever was a need for an anthem to dance on the edge of the precipice, this is the one that plays when the sun explodes and fear changes sides.