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CHANCES WITH WOLVES

EPISODE #510 (VIBES?)

Peetzzaa Party (Radio Mix)

Peetzza Party (Extended Mix)

Girls With Cake

The epic voyage and the untimely mutiny of the Captain.

Coordinates (radio Mix)

A chilling mist surrounds you. There are no chance meetings. 

I Met The Beast ft. ELZ (Martin Dupont Cover)

Explore the the world class lazy-by-inconvenience child, Danny! Creates a terrible machine. Why are you so unhappy?

Danny Dunn Take 1

Medical Records releases the first full length LP in 5 years by LA’s Geneva Jacuzzi. To say Jacuzzi is a multifaceted artist would be an understatement. She is well known for her uncompromisingly obtuse synth-driven pop and one-of-a-kind performance art that is comprised of one time only spectacles and installations. Her works have been presented in famous art institutions such as the Museum of Contemporary Art, MOCA and numerous other venues across the globe. She has developed a very focused cult following in the art AND music scenes. She was originally well known for her multitude of self-released home recordings but also released a full length Lamaze in 2010 on the Vinyl International to much acclaim. Not to mention her track The Sleep Room featured on The Minimal Wave Tapes Vol 2. Technophelia is the culmination of a hybrid of DIY and professional studio recordings (with the help of esteemed producer Chris Coady) that resulted in this exquisite album. Features the soon-to-be-hits I’m A TV and Cannibal Babies. Lovers of unique and left-field wave such as Gina X, Ronny, and the like will be transfixed by the raw, oozing newness of it all. All tracks recorded/performed by Geneva Jacuzzi with additional production by Chris Coady at Sunset Sound Studios. Mastered by Josh Bonati. Presented on high-quality 180gram heavyweight white vinyl.

Geneva Jacuzzi -  Macho Island (MR​-​053)

Rosa:

As neon begins to collect, I sit alone and reflect. I imagine speaking on a stage, with pamphlets you wrote - ink wet on the page. When they come for your alibi, say you took a rafting ride. To where blossoms bend and touch the lake, people like petals they dance in your wake. Although some have refrains, those who won't move never notice their chains.
Rosa
Your eyes are open wide. Those who betray you are brutal and outright.
Rosa
A candle burning bright. If you devise we'll rise by your side.
It must be mere coincidence, 99 years of dissonance. If this is the way, its always to be. The Bourgeois will war with bourgeois. Tell me what hurts more than death. Do not resign you last breath. When you proclaim, you also spoke for me. I was, I am, I shall be.
Rosa
Your eyes are open wide. Those who betray you are brutal and outright.
Rosa
A candle burning bright. If you devise we'll rise by your side.
Rose
You make me wanna cry. Each word you write, I cling so tight.
Rose 
The revolutions nigh. If you won't lead us, they'll bleed us and we'll divide.
 


𝓅𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁
α ¢σℓℓє¢тιση σƒ ∂яєαмѕ, тнσυgнтѕ αη∂ нσσкѕ ∂ιѕ¢σνєяє∂ ƒяσм тнє єтнєя.
αℓℓ ѕσηgѕ ωяιттєη, ρєяƒσямє∂ αη∂ ρяσ∂υ¢є∂ ву ∂ємσвσт єχ¢єρт "∂ιησѕαυяѕ" ωяιттєη ву єℓιѕє нαℓℓ-мєуєя

Rosa~

Shame:

You cried why do you treat me like the veg you push on your dish? Won't you say that you enjoyed the meal that I prepare?

When did food turn so bland, colours escape, I creep from my plate...

WAIT!

Don't throw it away. Save what remains, don't throw it all away.

Love is like the food you throw away. Wrap it up and save it for someday. Whippin' up a sauce, so dip away. Hungry strikes at you and theres no one to blame.

You cried its plain to see, the root of all your misery is self-prescriped, years gone by.. why won't you take a bite?

When did food turn so bland, colours escape, I creep from my plate...

WAIT!

Don't throw it away. Save what remains. Don't throw it all away.

Love is like the food you throw away. Wrap it up and save it for someday. Whippin' up a sauce, so dip away. Hungry strikes at you every single day, but..

Love is like the food you throw away. Wrap it up and save it for someday. Whippin' up a sauce, so dip away. Hungry strikes at you every single day,

But theres no one to blame, no one to blame. 

If it feel right, let it go and if doesn't its gotta go in the fridge, doncha know? no.

I don't know what, the fuss is all about. If thought is what its 'bout, I know I've been a little slow.

𝓅𝓈𝓎𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁
α ¢σℓℓє¢тιση σƒ ∂яєαмѕ, тнσυgнтѕ αη∂ нσσкѕ ∂ιѕ¢σνєяє∂ ƒяσм тнє єтнєя.
αℓℓ ѕσηgѕ ωяιттєη, ρєяƒσямє∂ αη∂ ρяσ∂υ¢є∂ ву ∂ємσвσт єχ¢єρт "∂ιησѕαυяѕ" ωяιттєη ву єℓιѕє нαℓℓ-мєуєя

Shame

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