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For our 55th release we are launching a special series called Dark Entries Editions, dedicated to 12" singles made for the dance floor. The first release in this series is Victrola, the duo of Antonio "Eze" Cuscinà and Carlo Smeriglio from Italy. The band formed in Messina, but later relocated to Florence to join the rich musical scene there with Neon, Pankow, Alexander Robotnick and Diaframma. Beginning as a 4-piece combo (two guitarists, bassist, drummer) in 1979, they slimmed down to a synthesizer and guitar-based duo a few years later.
Their sole release was the "Maritime Tatami"/"A Game Of Despair" EP, from 1983. Using an array of now-classic Roland synthesizers (TR 606, TR 303 Bassline, Juno 6) plus a Korg Polysix and Fender Stratocaster, they crafted two darkwave ballads. "Maritime Tatami" engulfs the listener with trance-inducing synth lines and melancholic vocals over its epic 8 minutes. Oblique minor-key bass lines provide an anchor while snappy, brittle 606 rhythms propel the track along. The lyrics tell the story of Tatami, a boy from a fishing town who yearns for a new life in the big city. "A Game of Despair", on the flipside, is a haunting crawl through the eyes of a woman left by her lover. An angular guitar riff repeats hypnotically, as fragile icy synth lines chime emptily above it.
Each song has been carefully remastered for vinyl by George Horn at Fantasy Studios in Berkeley. The vinyl comes housed in an exact replication of the original jacket, and includes an insert with lyrics and never-before-seen photos. Victrola's only release is a truly singular and timeless masterpiece—it’s from a dimension of its own.

Victrola - Maritime Tatami

Won't Let Go

Lamb Man

Cardboard Lamb

Bae
Would you look at that? 
(fuck, fuck, fuck)

My darling’s in a mess
Your life might end today 
No way you’re leaving me
Her body's thrown away
Say you ain’t mean it love
Say that you take it back
You say you want it rough?
Oh god I’m loving that
You’re way too hot up front 
(blah)
But pretty from the back
(blah)
My body’s full of lust
I know you wanna scratch

Where should I plant my seed?
(huh?)
You’re my lil' pumpkin patch
(yeah)
And when you cry I bleed
Our souls are too attached
Darling you're mine alone
She won’t give shit to y'all 
Vampire diaries control
Must be a witch involved

My numbers on your skin
In case it slips your mind
I know you’re not the type to bend
Just be it for the night 
Mommy I want it bad 
You’re claustrophobic tight
She used to practice clarinet
Of course she blow it right 

Look up into my eyes
I wanna see your face
Who’s my lil' pretty girl?
You know the answer bae
Honey you’re beautiful 
No reason to be shy
Be my lil' dress up doll
You’ve got the perfect type

My friends keep telling me
Maybe I’m too obsessed 
I’ll get inside of you 
You ever been possessed?
And when you’re sleep at night 
I’m watching all your moves
And if they ever try to stop us, I’ll be back for you

Cardboard Lamb

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