{ "arrangers": [], "barcode": "198009752010", "catalog": "GGC-10", "categories": [ "Game" ], "category": "Game", "classification": "Arrangement, Vocal, Original Work", "composers": [], "covers": [ { "full": "https://media.vgm.io/albums/05/143450/143450-1d98846e39bd.jpg", "medium": "https://media.vgm.io/albums/05/143450/143450-1d98846e39bd.jpg", "name": "Front", "thumb": "https://media.vgm.io/albums/05/143450/143450-1d98846e39bd.jpg" } ], "discs": [ { "disc_length": "26:32", "name": "", "tracks": [ { "names": { "English": "Leave Me Behind (\"Starjump\")" }, "track_length": "3:57" }, { "names": { "English": "Enjoy Your Stay (\"Scattered and Lost\")" }, "track_length": "3:19" }, { "names": { "English": "Settle Down (\"Heart of the Mountain\")" }, "track_length": "2:36" }, { "names": { "English": "Dark Side (\"Awake\")" }, "track_length": "3:55" }, { "names": { "English": "There's a Catch (\"In the Mirror\")" }, "track_length": "2:35" }, { "names": { "English": "SELECT (\"Resurrections\")" }, "track_length": "1:57" }, { "names": { "English": "Anxiety" }, "track_length": "3:42" }, { "names": { "English": "Behind the Waterfalls (\"Madeline and Theo\")" }, "track_length": "4:31" } ] } ], "link": "album/143450", "lyricists": [], "media_format": "Digital", "meta": { "added_date": "2024-10-13T10:49", "edited_date": "2024-10-16T16:22", "fetched_date": "2026-06-04T01:18", "ttl": 86400, "visitors": 723 }, "name": "G-Sides: A Nerdcore Tribute to Celeste", "names": { "en": "G-Sides: A Nerdcore Tribute to Celeste", "ja": "G-Sides: A Nerdcore Tribute to Celeste", "ja-latn": "G-Sides: A Nerdcore Tribute to Celeste" }, "notes": "Return to Celeste Mountain for an incredible journey of reflection, discovery, and acceptance. Eight nerdcore artists share their unique perspectives on gender, identity, and mental health, while exploring the themes found within the iconic Celeste soundtrack by Lena Raine.\nAll proceeds benefit The Female Composer Safety League.\nThe Female Composer Safety League supports survivors regardless of whether they are able to share their stories. Their work as an organization addresses the historical lack of accountability in the composing industry that has caused harm to many, in particular young women. They provide safe spaces that enable female and non-binary composers to express their full selves and bravely bring their music into the world.\nSpecial thanks to Lena Raine.\nAll samples and lyrics were added with express permission.\nProducer: Jisun Hughes\nOriginal Composer: Lena Raine\nAlbum Cover: Ro Panuganti\n-Track 1-\nNavi: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals\nSQORE: Vibraphone\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nI guess this is it. I guess we’re through.\nNow that you’ve seen me alone.\nNow that you’ve seen me with you.\nI can be ok with this.\nI think I have to be.\nYou will go away a bit.\nThat’s cool. That’s cool.\nThat’s cool with me. Cruel.\nYou think you can just leave me behind?\nThat’s unfortunate. I don’t think so.\nNice try. You should just lay down and [die].\nLet entanglement strangle your “rise and shine” away again.\nYou and me? We’re intertwined.\nA knot. A friend forever and ever inside.\nForever cruel inside.\nIt doesn’t add up.\nYou know it makes sense.\nEvery year you blame me.\nYou should blame yourself.\nYou’ve been holding me at a\nHeight you won’t summit, right?\nWe both plummet though life.\nThere’s no cushion. It’s tight and\nsoul crushing. Inside is\nso cozy, always rosy,  \nnever stress. Never lonely.  \nWhy would you go? Cruel.\nYou think you can just leave me behind?\nThat’s adorable. I don’t think so.\nNice try. You should just lay down and [die].\nLet entanglement strangle your “rise and shine” away again.\nSee, you and me? We’re intertwined.\nA knot. A friend forever and ever inside.\nYou think you can just leave me behind?\nYou’re too kind.\n-Track 2-\nLEX the Lexicon Artist: Lyrics, Vocals\nRonin Op F: Arrangement, Producer\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nWelcome to my mind hotel, I’ll show you the way\nSo make yourself at home and I hope that you enjoy your stay\nAny stranger that approaches brings a joyous day\nPlease forgive the neglect that’s left it in a disordered state\nI’m always eyeing for friends or lovers to tell\nAbout this private confinement that isn’t just a hotel\n(It’s never just a hotel) hell with rap it’s a given\nThat I have your permission just to be self indulgent as hell\nStep up, into the lobby, first thing that you see\nIs quite a modernized arrangement that is hip and unique\nWith accommodations for many, feels inviting and friendly\nDesigned for social settings, but it’s nicer when empty\nMy thoughts echo off the walls\nVolume up, and Ballroom 1 becomes a concert hall\nWhen darkness falls, I try to draw a hard line\nBetween my dreams and planning events that aren’t mine\nTo the left is the fitness center\nIt’s a lot less used than the business center\nIt’s a bit disheveled\nNot the best compared to other hotels\nBut I’m pressured to frequent it for my health and to be thin as well\nIf you forget an essential or get hungry\nDon’t forget to come by the neglected section of sundries\nWhere they’ll remind you that your memory is worsening\nLosing shit you really need, holding on to worthless things\nThe swimming pool’s perfect for a family\nThis is likely where I’d bring my kids, if I had any\nThought of it before, largely an act to please them\nWater over my head, I’d drown in a lack of freedom\nThat’s the gist of what comprises our facilities for public use\nIf you liked it, I’ll reveal to you some ugly truths\nThere’s parts that few will ever see, dusty from disuse\nI trust you, let’s go up to the rooms\nAt times you’ll spot a zombie walking down the hallway, that’s some scary shit\nArms and legs for my therapist but I don’t tell him this\nI act like I changed, lie, and backslide\nBask in the shame embattling my life at bath time\nI’m embarrassed by my taste for bad music and men\nIn the eyes of blackpillers a max six out of ten\nEmbarrassed by oversharing and landing in hot water\nEmbarrassed I suck at music, but more that I’m not a doctor\nHoarder by birth, keeper of archives\nLocked in this coded safe, several folders deep in a hard drive\nAre Terabytes of data that stay there accumulating dust\nI can’t delete, even the really humiliating stuff\nMaybe surprisingly there’s quite a bit of closet space\nDespite my dispassion for fashion I need all this space\nThis room is heaven on earth for intrusive elephants\nI got a living tombstone’s worth of spooky skeletons\nYou want an artist with a perfect past?\nWell that’s too bad. I punch up, but didn’t always do that\nAt any moment someone’s gonna nose into my private affairs\nStart reporting what they find over there\nGot a full length mirror just see my defects up close\nAll the pores, all the scars, yeah I got truckloads\nFuck clothes, I see more clearly when I’m naked\nThat who I am inside’s what other people make it\nThere’s a nice king bed, it’s a shame I always sleep alone\nI wouldn’t know love if it came to meet me on its own\nConvinced there’s no one else on planet earth that matches all parameters\nI travel through paramours like a passenger\nBelow the balcony’s where the fears in my heart reside\nI’m scared of losing the ones I love to the march of time\nI’m scared of losing the one, I’m scared of being no one\nI’m scared I peaked way too early and it’s keeping me frozen\nI’m scared I’ll never bridge that gap between my skills and my goals\nI’m scared my online addiction will leave my brain full of holes\nScared I’m starting to be fixed in my beliefs\nScrolling echo chambers on Reddit, digging my heels deep\nScared I’m getting out of touch and too old for the game\nScared I’m missing out on TikTok fame\nScared I’ll be a disappointment to the family, or worse, myself\nScared you’ll leave cause I’m beyond any help, well suit yourself\nWait, you wanna stay?\nOkay.\nThat’s fine.\nDon’t say I didn’t warn you if you change your mind.\n-Track 3-\nFreeced: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nThe flow is always chasing me,\nRising in my stomach inescapably,\nSettle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]\nIt’s cool, it’s all just making it from a to b\nThe flow is always chasing me,\nRising in my stomach inescapably,\nSettle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]\nI’m on the run, I don’t want ice, I just want agency\nMe, I never wanna be cocky\nSeems like every time I talk about myself I’m just exposing all my flaws\nBut let’s be honest, I would rather be an ok version of me\nThan be a paragon of hoaxes on a poster for applause\nFacsimile, everybody monied seems to have a different\nPlan of getting rid of me, everyone in power wants to\nTell me that my cousins and my sisters and my mothers are my\nEnemy, poisoning communities like ketamine\nRegulate it, write it on a scrap of paper\nThat’ll keep the people happy, that’ll change the path of nature\nThat is what the judge says, greedy-eyed and mongering fear\nSo how are we the ones that can’t stand to look in the mirror\nI was tryna make a little life in written copy\nCouldn’t hack it at the office, though, I think that shit’s beyond me\nCommies don’t belong there sipping gossip at the Mr. Coffee\nWe could solve poverty with half the cash they give the army\nThese days, I get along with folks in Appalachia\nBatting half and half on pronouns, but never known for capping\nOld vocabulary dies hard, but grandma says respect goes\nBoth ways, so, if you do too, you’re still a family\nHey, it’s gonna be ok,\nI hope somebody told you that today\nI hope somebody’s holding you today\nYou got a lot of story left to say\nThe flow is always chasing me,\nRising in my stomach inescapably,\nSettle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]\nIt’s cool, it’s all just making it from a to b\nThe flow is always chasing me,\nRising in my stomach inescapably,\nSettle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]\nI’m on the run, I don’t want ice, I just want agency\n-Track 4-\nRyako: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nVerse 1:\nHave to find\nThe mirror of your mind\nAnd look upon\nYour blackest of reflections\nWant to hide\nThe shadow self inside\nBut you can’t outrun\nAll your imperfections\nChorus:\n‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side\nOnly want to show the light\nEverybody’s got a dark side\nThey can’t fight\n‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side\nFull of pain and full of sin\nCan’t deny it\nTo embrace it is to win\nVerse 2 (rap):\nDon’t look down\nLook up to the sunlight\nMove forward\nEyes toward\nTo the summit, to the top\nOf the mountain\nConquer Celeste\nYour best\nKeep giving all you’ve got\n‘Til you know yourself\nFind the answers you seek\nThe shadow sister speaks\nPanic, anxiety, weak\nAnd depressed\nThere is no light without the dark\nNo night without the stars\nLive life and bare your scars\nChorus:\n‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side\nOnly want to show the light\nEverybody’s got a dark side\nThey can’t fight\n‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side\nFull of pain and full of sin\nCan’t deny it\nTo embrace it is to win\n-Track 5-\nShubzilla: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals\nBill Beats: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nWake up, give thanks\nThe Lord, up above, keeping me in his ranks\nIs he there? I dunno, I'm goin’ with the flow\nJust give me peace, I used to know\nThis shit that filled my cup to the brim\nWaves so dark and I can't swim\nNo backup for me, they say I'm too strong\nBut I can’t keep up this shit for too long - we pray\nIt don’t matter the way\nMe against the world, it's just another day\nAnd I'm doin fine, with the time that I'm given\nEven on overdrive workin’ every piston\nHe put me on mute\nMaybe it's true The Word absolute\nJust gonna fake like I know The Good Book\nI bet He knows I'm high key shook\nThere's a catch - I feel it in my gut\nOne can have doubt with their third eye shut\nThere's a catch - I feel it in my gut\nOne can have doubt with their third eye shut\nThere's a catch\nThere's a catch - I feel it in my gut\nThere's a catch\nOne can have doubt with their third eye shut\nEverybody know sin\nGuilt used to get me, I'm too far in\nYears since I felt grace\nWhen I try to repent it blows up in my face\nI race against the clock tickin’ til this heaux can't breathe or talk\nGimme my roses and bread, a crown on my head, can't take it with me where I'm bouta be led\nGod lemme have this, I ask too much\nI know there be times where we fell outta touch\nI did it to myself, access denied\nI can admit when the crime is pride\nSo, am I worth keeping around\nGo forth now and let it resound\nI dunno why the world still turns\nWhen a bitch like me gets more than she earns\nThere's a catch - I feel it in my gut\nOne can have doubt with their third eye shut\nThere's a catch - I feel it in my gut\nOne can have doubt with their third eye shut\nThere's a catch\nThere's a catch - I feel it in my gut\nThere's a catch\nOne can have doubt with their third eye shut\n-Track 6-\nJOEY Z64: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nI'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT BREAKING MY PHONE & CLIMBING A MOUNTAIN\nI SAY THIS ALL THE TIME & PEOPLE ALWAYS SEEM ASTOUNDED\nTHEY ASK ME WHY I WANNA & I TELL EM THAT I GOTTA\nTHEY SAY “THAT SOUNDS KINDA HARD” & I’M LIKE “I DON'T SEE THE PROBLEM”\nI BEEN LIVING AT THE BOTTOM & I’M HUNGRY FOR A PURPOSE\nCHUGGING TITO’S, I’MA BE ONLINE & MAD AT STRANGERS, CURSING\nFEELING WORTHLESS, I STARE UP AT THE SUMMIT & I’M CERTAIN\nAT THE VERY LEAST BELIEVE I'M EITHER STUBBORN OR DETERMINED\nEITHER WORKS FOR ME\nI PURPOSELY DROPPED MY PHONE IN A RIVER\nIT MADE ME FEEL DRAMATIC. GOT ANOTHER PHONE DELIVERED\nI REALLY THINK I’VE HAD IT\nDON’T THINK I CAN STAND ANOTHER DAY\nI CALLED OFF WORK AGAIN & STAYED IN BED TIL SUPPER CAME\nFUCK IT\nTHEY WON’T FIND THE BODY FOR A WHILE IF I SIMPLY SIT & DIE BEHIND A PILE OF MY DIRTY CLOTHES\nTHIRTY MORE MINUTES IN THE MORNING, GIVE ME THIRTY MORE\n& THIRTY MORE & THIRTY MORE & THIRTY, NOW I’M THIRTY--\nNOW MY BODY HURTS\nGOD, WON’T THE MISERY STOP?\nI'VE BEEN HAVING VIVID DREAMS ABOUT THESE SHIMMERING BLOCKS\nI KEEP COLLECTING ALL THESE KEYS & I DON’T SEE ANY LOCKS\nWHEN I SEE THE MIRROR IT’S ME EXCEPT SHE BLEEDS WHEN WE TALK\nGODDAMN\nI WAKE UP & REMEMBER I’M BROKE\nTRY TO KEEP MY BREATH STEADY & THE FEATHER AFLOAT\nI THINK ABOUT THE MOUNTAINTOP & HOW I’M GONNA SCALE THE CRESTS\nI REALLY DON’T KNOW HOW TO STOP, I’M SCARED OF DEATH\nWHERE’S THE LEDGE?\n... I MIGHT HAVE MADE A MISTAKE\nI GRIP MY PHONE TIGHT AS FUCK & I GLARE AT A LAKE\nTHE MOUNTAIN FACE IS MOCKING ME, I’M HIGH ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT\nGOT ME ZIPPING UP MY JACKET & ADMIRING THE FORMAT\nBLUFFS LOOKING LIKE UNNATURAL PUZZLES\nIF THERE’S RUINS AT THE PEAK I’D LIKE TO DANCE IN THE RUBBLE\nMY BOOTS HIT THE PAVEMENT & STOMP A SPLASH FROM A PUDDLE\nAIN'T IT FUNNY HOW WE CAN BECOME ATTACHED TO THE STRUGGLE?\n-Track 7-\nProwess The Testament: Lyrics, Vocals\nMark Cooper: Arrangement, Production\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nI was caught in a dream today. I couldn't escape.\nIt took hold of my mind. I couldn't awake.\nI stumbled over words, I couldn't say.\nIt's the first time I was ever afraid.\nVerse 1:\nAdrift a sea of crumbling crashes, where living life fast,\none could fumble a passion, It's drastic,\ntrumpets rise from the napkins, surviving matches, ether to ashes,\nKnee jerk reactions…we reach backwards, seek factors to prevent the relapses,\nWhen the masses cascade, it’s a distraction, so why act brave, scrapes fade band aids, keep charades at bay, Grenades an arm’s length away, no masquerade in my space,\na wave of grace, Saving face…Debris and deceit,\nInflicted on the brain like hieroglyphic antiques,\nscientific degrees render the heat, a lack of intimacy, misery’s seat,\nWe tend to write history, from the view of defeat, subdued by the sweet,\nAmbiguities and nuances, Influences construed, by hues of consumerist conclusions, the more we use, the Superscript shrinks when you read the illusions…my anxiety refused them…did it bruise them,\nSurface abrasions, crippling grip of uncertainty’s taste on the tip of my face,\nRisking the unknown, existing in our bones,\nWe hold our own like anchors that secures our anguish,\nA steady shapeshift, a race of impatience till we make bliss,\nWhen we aspire to greatness, it's daunting, in awe of our own ‘faulting’,\nI’m haunted by flowers that never blossom…\nThat’s why I take precautions, I never fold like fitted sheets, really, are you kidding me, The bidding is never done by the enemy, energy hung on the awning, like it’s laundry, no one cares, they sit watching, of course it’s tongue in cheek,\nvulnerability lies in the critique, in every note and every beat, its bittersweet\nStreak of genius, heavy fingers in the receipts,\nStroke of the pen, between peace and deceit.\nA deep grief, amidst the release…where I find the missing peace\nWhispers of serenity never cease, feeling incomplete\nIt was something holding me down.\nI didn't see anything,there was nothing around.\nSeemed like a lifetime without any sound.\nIt's the first time I was ever bound…\nVerse 2:\nA dance with shadows, boldness paralyzed among the echoes in the atmos,\nI dare to rise, I transform to a sandstorm and cause friction.\nBlaze the competition…they stop look and listen to my brand of nonfiction,\nDance with pomp and circumstance, it’s getting old, traditions, behold the glow and listen…if the sum of the whole’s a mission, why did the credits roll division, It was hectic, When I spent a year wasting disinfectants, to make the genes regressive, Who comes clean and numbs the scene, then interjects a message,\nA drifter with a question, but wouldn’t it be neat if the TV screened us lessons,\nWe’d need a week, it seems greek just being mentioned,\nFacts straight we break in news debates and shape dimension,\nNot one to mess with, just ledges, is you jumping or you stressing?\nAin’t no in between we’re edges at a breaking point,\nThey taking coins from the less then they threaten, joining with the rest,\nThe chess is pawns, I’m gone in seconds, all along it’s beckoned.\nA quest in seventh heaven, falling through the abyss of emptiness,\nLife’s mistress, drinking from nature’s tempting breast. Maybe it’s pointless…\nTravels unravel, poison in the garden of noises,\nCricket chirps and voices, disguised but poignant choices,\nWe pick the fruit…lick the seeds,\nWeak knees, grief trees, ‘been dones’, have nots, half-rot,\nCorpus to the perimeter, padlocks.\nMaybe it’s more than just glass thoughts, Baneful florist's craft clock,\nRevolution’s been sought.\nLife and death, right and wrong, knight of breath, to press on,\nCompress songs, to captivate the collage of brittle branches,\nThe poison cultivates a mirage of my pencil dancing…\n-Track 8-\nSAINT EZRI: Lyrics, Vocals\nFactory Flora: Arrangement, Production\nLena Raine: Original Composer\nVerse 1\nMet you at a VGM show\nBack in the days before the scooters took over\nWe were both reaching for a hand to hold\nHadn’t been long since you never left home, and\nI was still low from a host of old woes,\nJust copin'. \"So so\" was the best I could hope for\nSlow to show my whole range of emotion,\nCoastin', just floatin’ in a Sea of merlot, and\nYou were so cool but you were too demure\nOn account of all the injuries that you'd endured\nIn some ways you knew exactly who you were\nIt was who you were to others that was still unsure\nComparin’ notes, Star Trek, Ghost in the Shell and stuff\nBaring hearts, never felt like a trauma dump\nI think I helped you realize that you're allowed to trust\nAnd take stock of your friends, see there's a lot of us\nAnd you helped me forgive and move past\nA me that I had try to bury ten years back\nAnd you were there for more than one panic attack\nHelp me catch my breath whenever I saw restraint straps\nHook\nBreathe in, breath out\nAnd find yourself\nInside your skin\nBreathe out, breathe in\nVerse 2\nThose were the days that I wished were endless\nStill felt numb but I never felt friendless\nTaught me bag work so I’m less defenseless,\nAnd you grew in several directions, you’re relentless\nBrought fresh finesse to your photography practice,\nFriday movie nights with the tight knit guest list\nThe state got hostile and you started to sweat it,\nThey turned up the pressure, you planned out your exit, you said\nIs this exodus reckless, and I\nFelt so depressed, wished I could say yes but\nThese feckless electeds, dead set to wreck us\nWon’t quit passing stuff that affects us, so we\nHelped you FedEx all of your effects to the\nNext address on your checklist\nStayed up late and shared breakfast on the\nDay you fled Texas, headed Northwest, I\nDrove home music blasting, more sound,\nTried to drown out the pain, got more down\nHeart went floor bound every time I drove toward\nGeorgetown, for sure, still feels sore now\nHook\nBreathe in, breath out\nAnd find yourself\nInside your skin\nBreathe out, breathe in\nVerse 3\nYou ghosted the city like a damn trans phantom,\nGranted, we'd still hang out to scope your work on Anthem\nYou'd chat about Canada, flying round the Bastion\nBanterin, hunting for the Last Stand Cannon and\nLater that year some pals played for the soundtrack\nSo I finally got around to climbing Celeste Mountain\nAnd it almost made me face why I made my last album\nInstead I pounded rock bottom and kept falling through the ground, drowning\nIn retrospect I guess that it happens to a lotta dolls\nThey see what's coming next and they start pounding down the alcohols\nI'd walk for five miles or so every day to hold it off\nBut then it'd get dark again and pretty soon I'm awful sauced\nAfter a year it all felt empty like a shopping mall\nI knew I'd have to quit, I couldn't answer when the bottle calls\nSomewhere underneath I started healing through the longer pause\nLike wait for three minutes there's a life behind the waterfalls\nHook\nBreathe in, breath out\nAnd find yourself\nInside your skin\nBreathe out, breathe in\nOutro\nBeen about a year and now I can stand my mirror, you’re\nMy beloved friend and you helped me find a clearer view\nS-tier queer with a sincere cheer plentiful\nI wake up glad I’m here and I’m grateful I’m endeared to you,-\nI’m sad it took this long, but I’m grateful that I’m home\nIn my body, my relationships and all the ways I’ve grown\nAnd I still need love from friends but I can finally make my own, the truth is\nNone of us can make it to the summit all alone", "organizations": [ { "link": "org/3076", "names": { "en": "GameGrooves", "ja": "GameGrooves", "ja-latn": "GameGrooves" }, "role": "publisher" } ], "performers": [], "picture_full": "https://media.vgm.io/albums/05/143450/143450-1d98846e39bd.jpg", "picture_small": "https://medium-media.vgm.io/albums/05/143450/143450-1d98846e39bd.jpg", "picture_thumb": "https://thumb-media.vgm.io/albums/05/143450/143450-1d98846e39bd.jpg", "platforms": [ "Microsoft Xbox One", "Nintendo Switch", "PC", "Sony PlayStation 4" ], "products": [ { "link": "product/6729", "names": { "en": "Celeste", "ja": "Celeste", "ja-latn": "Celeste" } } ], "publish_format": "Commercial", "publisher": { "link": "org/3076", "names": { "en": "GameGrooves", "ja": "GameGrooves", "ja-latn": "GameGrooves" }, "role": "publisher" }, "related": [ { "catalog": "RADL-0008", "link": "album/74556", "names": { "en": "Celeste Original Soundtrack", "ja": "Celeste Original Soundtrack", "ja-latn": "Celeste Original Soundtrack" }, "type": "game" }, { "catalog": "N/A", "link": "album/74558", "names": { "en": "Celeste Original Soundtrack B-Sides", "ja": "Celeste Original Soundtrack B-Sides", "ja-latn": "Celeste Original Soundtrack B-Sides" }, "type": "game" }, { "catalog": "N/A", "link": "album/75655", "names": { "en": "Celeste - Madeline's Grab Bag", "ja": "Celeste - Madeline's Grab Bag", "ja-latn": "Celeste - Madeline's Grab Bag" }, "type": "game" }, { "catalog": "STS-028", "link": "album/76301", "names": { "en": "Celeste Original Soundtrack", "ja": "Celeste Original Soundtrack", "ja-latn": "Celeste Original Soundtrack" }, "type": "game" }, { "catalog": "SMRC-1029", "link": "album/81053", "names": { "en": "Prescription for Sleep: Celeste", "ja": "Prescription for Sleep: Celeste", "ja-latn": "Prescription for Sleep: Celeste" }, "type": "game" }, { "catalog": "MCOL-0137", "link": "album/83135", "names": { "en": "Celeste Piano Collections", "ja": "Celeste Piano Collections", "ja-latn": "Celeste Piano Collections" }, "type": "game" }, { "catalog": "STS-028", "link": "album/90367", "names": { "en": "Celeste Original Soundtrack", "ja": "Celeste Original Soundtrack", "ja-latn": "Celeste Original Soundtrack" }, "type": "game" }, { "catalog": "N/A", "link": "album/89102", "names": { "en": "Summit (8-Bit)", "ja": "Summit (8-Bit)", "ja-latn": "Summit (8-Bit)" }, "type": "bonus" }, { "catalog": "N/A", "link": "album/88854", "names": { "en": "The Core (8-Bit)", "ja": "The Core (8-Bit)", "ja-latn": "The Core (8-Bit)" }, "type": "bonus" }, { "catalog": "STS-039", "link": "album/87687", "names": { "en": "Celeste B-Sides", "ja": "Celeste B-Sides", "ja-latn": "Celeste B-Sides" }, "type": "game" } ], "release_date": "2024-06-28", "release_events": [], 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