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Radio Nostalgia from Mars: Golf Club Wasteland (Original Game Soundtrack)

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Take my hand and explain to me This project called humanity Don't let go while on this ride There will be no surprise All I know is that we shouldn't be sad When we think of the road ahead Take my hand Don't let go I know we wont, we wont get lost On our way home Take my hand Don't let go The signs are fake and the maps are false But we must go on Oooooh Whisper directions through our kiss As we drift through this metropolis Take your earphone off, listen to me And I'll guide you through this cacophony People talk but they've nothing to say Why would anyone know the way? Take my hand Don't let go I know we wont, we wont get lost On our way home Take my hand Don't let go The signs are fake and the maps are false But we must go on Ooh Take my hand We're almost there And I'm not going anywhere Neither GPS nor Google maps They can't help us with collective trends All I know is that we shouldn't be sad When we think of the road ahead Take my hand Explain to me Take my hand and explain to me This project called humanity.. credits Concept: Igor Simić Produced by: Igor Simic and Demagog Studio Written by: Igor Simic and Ana Ćurčin Vocals and composition by: Ana Ćurčin Engineered. mixed and finalised by: Shane Berry Additional recordings and synth by: Goran Antovic Artwork by: Nikola Stepkovic
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Every morning I Like to look at the sky I whisper a word or two And it glows right back at you The smell of coffee and of bread The news is sad The children laugh You were in me now out of bed Ready for the big bad world. Hello Creatures of the World Hello Creatures of the World Hello Creatures of the World Hello Every morning I Wish that we had a sky I whisper a prayer or two But they bounce right back off you The smell of eggs and hot concrete The papers twist, the children sing Pulling back the pale white sheets The city wolves show their sharp steel teeth Hello Creatures of the World Hello Creatures of the World Hello Creatures of the World Hello Every morning I I reach up to what was the sky I whisper a poem or two But they seem quite lost on you The smell of sweat and blood from stone The news is lost The children gone Enter the rat race step out of home Embrace our new cold skyless dome Hello Creatures of the World Hello Creatures of the World Hello Creatures of the World Goodbye.
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A Russian and American 
work together in space A very different sight from 
the Cold War arms race

 Whether Kubrick or Tarkovsky,
 Solaris or Two thousand one Melville or Dostoevsky,
 Esenin or Jack London Two astronauts argue
 About art, values, and 
international relations Two astronauts argue
 Америка убила иракцев,
Убила Че, Альенде и Лумумбу,
Она убила корейцев и вьетнамцев,
распространяя демократию Don’t get me started on Stalin And your talent to suffer under tzars My friend, your history is long 
You also inflicted scars 
Two astronauts (On the space station) Argue
 
 About art, values, and 
international relations, Two astronauts Argue They speak in two tongues
 But still for hours they talk Same oxygen in their lungs The same thrill on their space walks 
 Я скучаю по утреннему кофе в Москве,
сказал российский космонавт,
 I miss my dog Laika in the sunrise, 
(said the American astronaut)

 Я скучаю по жене и дому,
сказал российский космонавт I also miss my wife and children, (replied Charlie the astronaut.) ПРИПЕВ

как светит Солнце, свет Бога и как прекрасна голубая Земля, 
размышлял Сергей из Роскосмоса Indeed it is, Serge my friend:
 With home on our mind On a mission for mankind Two astronauts (On the space station) Argue
 
 About art, values, and 
international relations Two astronauts Argue (x2)
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High speed on the Autobahn, like spaceship Earth around the sun. Like a diver’s breath in the deep blue sea, Passes like your thoughts of me Makeup sex on a summer’s day, like an airplane on a run away, Melts like ice cream in the sun, And doesn’t fool anyone, Like a desperate man taking his chance, Quick as the kiss at your first dance. Keep your eyes open, and don’t you blink You’ll miss the boat before it sinks / it'll be over quicker than you think Life passes quickly Life bursts like a bomb. Like a childhood morning, It’ll soon be gone… So hold those close And don’t waste your breath The time will come When nothing is left Cos life passes quickly Then it’s gone/ then moves on
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Repetition 06:08
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You are my Stazi, I am your KGB, Forever your passwords mine will be. I watch you as you are watching me, Play for the camera, no privacy. You spy on me, as I spy on you, that’s how we know our love is true ooh ooh. I am your CIA, you are my MI6, You check my Facebook page, I check your messages, Orgasm as the world enters catastrophe. through voyeuristic melancholy You spy on me, as I spy on you, that’s how we know our love is true ooh ooh. They say that love is blind That only the agency can see, No place for us to hide, No room for love to be.
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Aftermath 04:17
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I stockpiled on water stockpiled on soap I stockpiled on blankets stockpiled on coal I stockpiled on rice stockpiled on rifles I stockpiled on beans stockpiled on sardines I stockpiled on wine I stockpiled on rum But I cannot Stockpile on love Stockpile on love Stockpile on love Stockpile on love I stockpiled on books stockpiled on gas I stockpiled on toiletpaper stockpiled on meds I stockpiled on butter stockpiled on toast I stockpiled on sugar stockpiled on gold I stockpiled on bourbon I stockpiled on scotch But I cannot Stockpile on love Stockpile on love Stockpile on love Stockpile on love…
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Human life is wiped out. The ultra-rich have moved to Mars. The rest of us died amid the Great Climate Catastrophe. Nostalgic for their past lives on Earth, citizens of the Martian capital, Tesla City, listen to music and stories from the last days of Earth via Radio Nostalgia from Mars.

Radio Nostalgia from Mars is the highly acclaimed soundtrack of the award-winning game Golf Club: Wasteland and lovechild of media artist Igor Simic and electronic music composer Shane Berry.

Long time collaborators on Igor’s films and art installations, Simic’s artistic vision and acerbic wit meets Berry’s multifaceted audio skillset to bring the warped reality of life on Mars to life, and explore the trials and tribulations the 1% might face once they get there.

It’s art meets gaming meets existential crisis – accompanied by the deepest tunes and warmest memories.

The music is “retro-future” from a time somewhere just before the Great Climate Catastrophe and sometime after the ultra-elite’s arrival on Mars. Interspersed among the songs are stories and memories from these privileged neo-colonists who call in to the show to share their nostalgic reflections about life on Earth.

The radio show, it’s songs, lyrics and stories are tailor-made for the project and feature a wide variety of genres from indie pop, through synthwave anthems, to dark industrial techno bangers, and a smattering of neo-classical vinyl vibes to get that dopamine flowing. The radio host’s dulcet tones and melancholic optimism are part ASMR part propaganda, and as he banters between tracks we get further insight into life in Tesla City on Mars.

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released February 1, 2022

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RNFM is an audio and art collaboration between Igor Simic and Shane Berry to create music and content for the soundtrack to Golfclub:Wasteland

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