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APRIL 2014
Hosted by PPFlo in Los Angeles, USA and Lean Up in Nelson, NZ

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released May 1, 2014

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Deep Hard n Fakecore Radio Show Auckland, New Zealand

Underground Specialist Electronic Music and Left Handed Noise Radio Show curated from various corners of New Zealand.

featuring 7 artists from 7 countries performing their original music specifically for this radio show.

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Track Name: Divtech [United States]
walking over a bridge i'm thinking what if i jumped?
supplant the shame of executioner by turning the gun.
with every crisis averted, every stone left unturned
by my hand responsibility dies, no longer the concern
of a secessionary mind in its pointless ego grasp,
for a marginally cleaner conscious, abandon choices it once had
rather than pledge my death, i'll dedicate my life
to more than an idea, and more than moral pride
will you make the world a better place or just claim that you

tried?

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you idolize a defeatist aesthetic
nihilistic as shit but you're ready to show it
fearless, ineffectual, punk rock as fuck
you say you 'wish things were better but theyre not, suck it up!'
addiction to depression never had such an ally
as culture fucked so hard that 'why even try?'

you're jaded, pathetic, less than useless
occupying 'alternative' to sit back and waste it
each new generations crushed before they began
by wasted idols with their head in the sand

the world deserves better than the stasis you've shown
but there's no need to step down from your throne
were sick of your shit, we'll leave you behind
revitalize real cultures of DIY
you can keep the past, the future is mine

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FIGHT TO WIN


they want no part in your worthless dream
the earth you tend fuels their machines

mobilization, determination
emancipation, no hesitation
from leveled fields through a sea of cages
we're here for absolute liberation

a drudging harvest of the life that remains
encroaches further forward, summons petrol and flame
and while some of us stand firm chained in place in their path
other conceive more preemptive and strategic attacks

because for us the war was never fought for profit or gold
we just want back our lives lost, our families our homes
the idea to the disconnected lost deep within
we'll fight with every last breath not to death but to win

a noxious haze plagues the air we breathe
2-hydromethyl shit rains on gmo seeds
mixed with water penetrates and feeds
rivers to coast, an eternal bleed.

a will to live emboldens me
to live unchained, wild and free
no longer feeding your machine
i'll fight to the death
but its not gonna be me.

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SHATTERED DREAMS, FORGED REALITIES


within popular culture there persists the idea of the mass uprising
resistance which borns itself within the daily struggles of the masses
and actualizes through a short-term series of catalyzing agents
the story overtold ad nausem, and yeah at least its a step in the right direction
but at best as usual, its a fucking fantasy, hollywood bullshit
an existence predicated on the desire for marketable emotional experience
and it holds truth no longer than it will keep you entertained

this is a big fuck you to everything that persuaded me to sit back and wait

the revolution.
aint fucking coming
unless you decide.
to bring it yourself
to be the force
worth reckoning
a vessel honed
for bringing hell

hope is dead
a change lacking agency
and when your glutton for dreams is fed
you can face reality

waiting around just one more day
is tomorrows passive suicide
the choices are within your grasp
get up and decide



real resistance doesn't belong
slave to institutions of greed
just like your eyes. don't belong glued
to a fucking laptop screen
fuck your world of mind-numbing games
reject your spoon-fed victories
through purged hopes and shattered dreams.
we'll forge new realities

you'll never need hope
and you'll never need to wish
when you've got the tools
and the heart to resist

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RISE WITH THE TIDE


waves to bury cities
too many to control
your systems built a prisoner
that no prison can hold
boiling sprawling festers
with no sight of relief
hearts aflame and clenched fists
were armed to the teeth

standing as one
in bold face and detained
stripped and segregated
we're paranoid insane
we're the long term victims of abuse
in our stasis and our fear
but the chains that bind us to our roles
are the chains that keep us near
we hug the drywall paint and steel
walk shoulders inch apart
entrusted with the tools
that could make sure this machine never starts

the seas rise
and beneath the wake
our prisons drown
erode away
resurfacing
the world is ours
rivers free
nights lit with stars

from i to we, we ride the waves
deprogress and decolonize
the earth yearns to live again
through compassionate and open eyes

we're millions suffering silently
at the blades of our own knives
but scars strengthen remind us
we can choose another life
to rip the concrete from the streets
repurposing with careful aim
towards power structures standing firm
we'll rip it from its frame

they fall behind
as our numbers grow
and we're prying doors
and we're throwing stones
we've got too many martyrs
they've got too few
so lets rise with the tide
all it takes is me and you

the futures a blade at your throat
what are you gonna do?
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