arrangers: []
barcode: '198009752010'
catalog: GGC-10
categories:
- Game
category: Game
classification: Arrangement, Vocal, Original Work
composers: []
covers: []
discs:
- disc_length: '26:32'
  name: Disc 1
  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: 2026-01-16T05:17
  ttl: 86400
  visitors: 612
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.

  All proceeds benefit The Female Composer Safety League.

  The 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.

  Special thanks to Lena Raine.

  All samples and lyrics were added with express permission.

  Producer: Jisun Hughes

  Original Composer: Lena Raine

  Album Cover: Ro Panuganti

  -Track 1-

  Navi: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals

  SQORE: Vibraphone

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  I guess this is it. I guess we’re through.

  Now that you’ve seen me alone.

  Now that you’ve seen me with you.

  I can be ok with this.

  I think I have to be.

  You will go away a bit.

  That’s cool. That’s cool.

  That’s cool with me. Cruel.

  You think you can just leave me behind?

  That’s unfortunate. I don’t think so.

  Nice try. You should just lay down and [die].

  Let entanglement strangle your “rise and shine” away again.

  You and me? We’re intertwined.

  A knot. A friend forever and ever inside.

  Forever cruel inside.

  It doesn’t add up.

  You know it makes sense.

  Every year you blame me.

  You should blame yourself.

  You’ve been holding me at a

  Height you won’t summit, right?

  We both plummet though life.

  There’s no cushion. It’s tight and

  soul crushing. Inside is

  so cozy, always rosy,  

  never stress. Never lonely.  

  Why would you go? Cruel.

  You think you can just leave me behind?

  That’s adorable. I don’t think so.

  Nice try. You should just lay down and [die].

  Let entanglement strangle your “rise and shine” away again.

  See, you and me? We’re intertwined.

  A knot. A friend forever and ever inside.

  You think you can just leave me behind?

  You’re too kind.

  -Track 2-

  LEX the Lexicon Artist: Lyrics, Vocals

  Ronin Op F: Arrangement, Producer

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  Welcome to my mind hotel, I’ll show you the way

  So make yourself at home and I hope that you enjoy your stay

  Any stranger that approaches brings a joyous day

  Please forgive the neglect that’s left it in a disordered state

  I’m always eyeing for friends or lovers to tell

  About this private confinement that isn’t just a hotel

  (It’s never just a hotel) hell with rap it’s a given

  That I have your permission just to be self indulgent as hell

  Step up, into the lobby, first thing that you see

  Is quite a modernized arrangement that is hip and unique

  With accommodations for many, feels inviting and friendly

  Designed for social settings, but it’s nicer when empty

  My thoughts echo off the walls

  Volume up, and Ballroom 1 becomes a concert hall

  When darkness falls, I try to draw a hard line

  Between my dreams and planning events that aren’t mine

  To the left is the fitness center

  It’s a lot less used than the business center

  It’s a bit disheveled

  Not the best compared to other hotels

  But I’m pressured to frequent it for my health and to be thin as well

  If you forget an essential or get hungry

  Don’t forget to come by the neglected section of sundries

  Where they’ll remind you that your memory is worsening

  Losing shit you really need, holding on to worthless things

  The swimming pool’s perfect for a family

  This is likely where I’d bring my kids, if I had any

  Thought of it before, largely an act to please them

  Water over my head, I’d drown in a lack of freedom

  That’s the gist of what comprises our facilities for public use

  If you liked it, I’ll reveal to you some ugly truths

  There’s parts that few will ever see, dusty from disuse

  I trust you, let’s go up to the rooms

  At times you’ll spot a zombie walking down the hallway, that’s some scary shit

  Arms and legs for my therapist but I don’t tell him this

  I act like I changed, lie, and backslide

  Bask in the shame embattling my life at bath time

  I’m embarrassed by my taste for bad music and men

  In the eyes of blackpillers a max six out of ten

  Embarrassed by oversharing and landing in hot water

  Embarrassed I suck at music, but more that I’m not a doctor

  Hoarder by birth, keeper of archives

  Locked in this coded safe, several folders deep in a hard drive

  Are Terabytes of data that stay there accumulating dust

  I can’t delete, even the really humiliating stuff

  Maybe surprisingly there’s quite a bit of closet space

  Despite my dispassion for fashion I need all this space

  This room is heaven on earth for intrusive elephants

  I got a living tombstone’s worth of spooky skeletons

  You want an artist with a perfect past?

  Well that’s too bad. I punch up, but didn’t always do that

  At any moment someone’s gonna nose into my private affairs

  Start reporting what they find over there

  Got a full length mirror just see my defects up close

  All the pores, all the scars, yeah I got truckloads

  Fuck clothes, I see more clearly when I’m naked

  That who I am inside’s what other people make it

  There’s a nice king bed, it’s a shame I always sleep alone

  I wouldn’t know love if it came to meet me on its own

  Convinced there’s no one else on planet earth that matches all parameters

  I travel through paramours like a passenger

  Below the balcony’s where the fears in my heart reside

  I’m scared of losing the ones I love to the march of time

  I’m scared of losing the one, I’m scared of being no one

  I’m scared I peaked way too early and it’s keeping me frozen

  I’m scared I’ll never bridge that gap between my skills and my goals

  I’m scared my online addiction will leave my brain full of holes

  Scared I’m starting to be fixed in my beliefs

  Scrolling echo chambers on Reddit, digging my heels deep

  Scared I’m getting out of touch and too old for the game

  Scared I’m missing out on TikTok fame

  Scared I’ll be a disappointment to the family, or worse, myself

  Scared you’ll leave cause I’m beyond any help, well suit yourself

  Wait, you wanna stay?

  Okay.

  That’s fine.

  Don’t say I didn’t warn you if you change your mind.

  -Track 3-

  Freeced: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  The flow is always chasing me,

  Rising in my stomach inescapably,

  Settle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]

  It’s cool, it’s all just making it from a to b

  The flow is always chasing me,

  Rising in my stomach inescapably,

  Settle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]

  I’m on the run, I don’t want ice, I just want agency

  Me, I never wanna be cocky

  Seems like every time I talk about myself I’m just exposing all my flaws

  But let’s be honest, I would rather be an ok version of me

  Than be a paragon of hoaxes on a poster for applause

  Facsimile, everybody monied seems to have a different

  Plan of getting rid of me, everyone in power wants to

  Tell me that my cousins and my sisters and my mothers are my

  Enemy, poisoning communities like ketamine

  Regulate it, write it on a scrap of paper

  That’ll keep the people happy, that’ll change the path of nature

  That is what the judge says, greedy-eyed and mongering fear

  So how are we the ones that can’t stand to look in the mirror

  I was tryna make a little life in written copy

  Couldn’t hack it at the office, though, I think that shit’s beyond me

  Commies don’t belong there sipping gossip at the Mr. Coffee

  We could solve poverty with half the cash they give the army

  These days, I get along with folks in Appalachia

  Batting half and half on pronouns, but never known for capping

  Old vocabulary dies hard, but grandma says respect goes

  Both ways, so, if you do too, you’re still a family

  Hey, it’s gonna be ok,

  I hope somebody told you that today

  I hope somebody’s holding you today

  You got a lot of story left to say

  The flow is always chasing me,

  Rising in my stomach inescapably,

  Settle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]

  It’s cool, it’s all just making it from a to b

  The flow is always chasing me,

  Rising in my stomach inescapably,

  Settle down [settle down], settle down [settle down]

  I’m on the run, I don’t want ice, I just want agency

  -Track 4-

  Ryako: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  Verse 1:

  Have to find

  The mirror of your mind

  And look upon

  Your blackest of reflections

  Want to hide

  The shadow self inside

  But you can’t outrun

  All your imperfections

  Chorus:

  ‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side

  Only want to show the light

  Everybody’s got a dark side

  They can’t fight

  ‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side

  Full of pain and full of sin

  Can’t deny it

  To embrace it is to win

  Verse 2 (rap):

  Don’t look down

  Look up to the sunlight

  Move forward

  Eyes toward

  To the summit, to the top

  Of the mountain

  Conquer Celeste

  Your best

  Keep giving all you’ve got

  ‘Til you know yourself

  Find the answers you seek

  The shadow sister speaks

  Panic, anxiety, weak

  And depressed

  There is no light without the dark

  No night without the stars

  Live life and bare your scars

  Chorus:

  ‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side

  Only want to show the light

  Everybody’s got a dark side

  They can’t fight

  ‘Cause everybody’s got a dark side

  Full of pain and full of sin

  Can’t deny it

  To embrace it is to win

  -Track 5-

  Shubzilla: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals

  Bill Beats: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  Wake up, give thanks

  The Lord, up above, keeping me in his ranks

  Is he there? I dunno, I''m goin’ with the flow

  Just give me peace, I used to know

  This shit that filled my cup to the brim

  Waves so dark and I can''t swim

  No backup for me, they say I''m too strong

  But I can’t keep up this shit for too long - we pray

  It don’t matter the way

  Me against the world, it''s just another day

  And I''m doin fine, with the time that I''m given

  Even on overdrive workin’ every piston

  He put me on mute

  Maybe it''s true The Word absolute

  Just gonna fake like I know The Good Book

  I bet He knows I''m high key shook

  There''s a catch - I feel it in my gut

  One can have doubt with their third eye shut

  There''s a catch - I feel it in my gut

  One can have doubt with their third eye shut

  There''s a catch

  There''s a catch - I feel it in my gut

  There''s a catch

  One can have doubt with their third eye shut

  Everybody know sin

  Guilt used to get me, I''m too far in

  Years since I felt grace

  When I try to repent it blows up in my face

  I race against the clock tickin’ til this heaux can''t breathe or talk

  Gimme my roses and bread, a crown on my head, can''t take it with me where I''m
  bouta be led

  God lemme have this, I ask too much

  I know there be times where we fell outta touch

  I did it to myself, access denied

  I can admit when the crime is pride

  So, am I worth keeping around

  Go forth now and let it resound

  I dunno why the world still turns

  When a bitch like me gets more than she earns

  There''s a catch - I feel it in my gut

  One can have doubt with their third eye shut

  There''s a catch - I feel it in my gut

  One can have doubt with their third eye shut

  There''s a catch

  There''s a catch - I feel it in my gut

  There''s a catch

  One can have doubt with their third eye shut

  -Track 6-

  JOEY Z64: Arrangement, Lyrics, Producer, Vocals

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  I''VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT BREAKING MY PHONE & CLIMBING A MOUNTAIN

  I SAY THIS ALL THE TIME & PEOPLE ALWAYS SEEM ASTOUNDED

  THEY ASK ME WHY I WANNA & I TELL EM THAT I GOTTA

  THEY SAY “THAT SOUNDS KINDA HARD” & I’M LIKE “I DON''T SEE THE PROBLEM”

  I BEEN LIVING AT THE BOTTOM & I’M HUNGRY FOR A PURPOSE

  CHUGGING TITO’S, I’MA BE ONLINE & MAD AT STRANGERS, CURSING

  FEELING WORTHLESS, I STARE UP AT THE SUMMIT & I’M CERTAIN

  AT THE VERY LEAST BELIEVE I''M EITHER STUBBORN OR DETERMINED

  EITHER WORKS FOR ME

  I PURPOSELY DROPPED MY PHONE IN A RIVER

  IT MADE ME FEEL DRAMATIC. GOT ANOTHER PHONE DELIVERED

  I REALLY THINK I’VE HAD IT

  DON’T THINK I CAN STAND ANOTHER DAY

  I CALLED OFF WORK AGAIN & STAYED IN BED TIL SUPPER CAME

  FUCK IT

  THEY WON’T FIND THE BODY FOR A WHILE IF I SIMPLY SIT & DIE BEHIND A PILE OF MY DIRTY
  CLOTHES

  THIRTY MORE MINUTES IN THE MORNING, GIVE ME THIRTY MORE

  & THIRTY MORE & THIRTY MORE & THIRTY, NOW I’M THIRTY--

  NOW MY BODY HURTS

  GOD, WON’T THE MISERY STOP?

  I''VE BEEN HAVING VIVID DREAMS ABOUT THESE SHIMMERING BLOCKS

  I KEEP COLLECTING ALL THESE KEYS & I DON’T SEE ANY LOCKS

  WHEN I SEE THE MIRROR IT’S ME EXCEPT SHE BLEEDS WHEN WE TALK

  GODDAMN

  I WAKE UP & REMEMBER I’M BROKE

  TRY TO KEEP MY BREATH STEADY & THE FEATHER AFLOAT

  I THINK ABOUT THE MOUNTAINTOP & HOW I’M GONNA SCALE THE CRESTS

  I REALLY DON’T KNOW HOW TO STOP, I’M SCARED OF DEATH

  WHERE’S THE LEDGE?

  ... I MIGHT HAVE MADE A MISTAKE

  I GRIP MY PHONE TIGHT AS FUCK & I GLARE AT A LAKE

  THE MOUNTAIN FACE IS MOCKING ME, I’M HIGH ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT

  GOT ME ZIPPING UP MY JACKET & ADMIRING THE FORMAT

  BLUFFS LOOKING LIKE UNNATURAL PUZZLES

  IF THERE’S RUINS AT THE PEAK I’D LIKE TO DANCE IN THE RUBBLE

  MY BOOTS HIT THE PAVEMENT & STOMP A SPLASH FROM A PUDDLE

  AIN''T IT FUNNY HOW WE CAN BECOME ATTACHED TO THE STRUGGLE?

  -Track 7-

  Prowess The Testament: Lyrics, Vocals

  Mark Cooper: Arrangement, Production

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  I was caught in a dream today. I couldn''t escape.

  It took hold of my mind. I couldn''t awake.

  I stumbled over words, I couldn''t say.

  It''s the first time I was ever afraid.

  Verse 1:

  Adrift a sea of crumbling crashes, where living life fast,

  one could fumble a passion, It''s drastic,

  trumpets rise from the napkins, surviving matches, ether to ashes,

  Knee jerk reactions…we reach backwards, seek factors to prevent the relapses,

  When 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,

  a wave of grace, Saving face…Debris and deceit,

  Inflicted on the brain like hieroglyphic antiques,

  scientific degrees render the heat, a lack of intimacy, misery’s seat,

  We tend to write history, from the view of defeat, subdued by the sweet,

  Ambiguities 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,

  Surface abrasions, crippling grip of uncertainty’s taste on the tip of my face,

  Risking the unknown, existing in our bones,

  We hold our own like anchors that secures our anguish,

  A steady shapeshift, a race of impatience till we make bliss,

  When we aspire to greatness, it''s daunting, in awe of our own ‘faulting’,

  I’m haunted by flowers that never blossom…

  That’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,

  vulnerability lies in the critique, in every note and every beat, its bittersweet

  Streak of genius, heavy fingers in the receipts,

  Stroke of the pen, between peace and deceit.

  A deep grief, amidst the release…where I find the missing peace

  Whispers of serenity never cease, feeling incomplete

  It was something holding me down.

  I didn''t see anything,there was nothing around.

  Seemed like a lifetime without any sound.

  It''s the first time I was ever bound…

  Verse 2:

  A dance with shadows, boldness paralyzed among the echoes in the atmos,

  I dare to rise, I transform to a sandstorm and cause friction.

  Blaze the competition…they stop look and listen to my brand of nonfiction,

  Dance 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,

  A drifter with a question, but wouldn’t it be neat if the TV screened us lessons,

  We’d need a week, it seems greek just being mentioned,

  Facts straight we break in news debates and shape dimension,

  Not one to mess with, just ledges, is you jumping or you stressing?

  Ain’t no in between we’re edges at a breaking point,

  They taking coins from the less then they threaten, joining with the rest,

  The chess is pawns, I’m gone in seconds, all along it’s beckoned.

  A quest in seventh heaven, falling through the abyss of emptiness,

  Life’s mistress, drinking from nature’s tempting breast. Maybe it’s pointless…

  Travels unravel, poison in the garden of noises,

  Cricket chirps and voices, disguised but poignant choices,

  We pick the fruit…lick the seeds,

  Weak knees, grief trees, ‘been dones’, have nots, half-rot,

  Corpus to the perimeter, padlocks.

  Maybe it’s more than just glass thoughts, Baneful florist''s craft clock,

  Revolution’s been sought.

  Life and death, right and wrong, knight of breath, to press on,

  Compress songs, to captivate the collage of brittle branches,

  The poison cultivates a mirage of my pencil dancing…

  -Track 8-

  SAINT EZRI: Lyrics, Vocals

  Factory Flora: Arrangement, Production

  Lena Raine: Original Composer

  Verse 1

  Met you at a VGM show

  Back in the days before the scooters took over

  We were both reaching for a hand to hold

  Hadn’t been long since you never left home, and

  I was still low from a host of old woes,

  Just copin''. "So so" was the best I could hope for

  Slow to show my whole range of emotion,

  Coastin'', just floatin’ in a Sea of merlot, and

  You were so cool but you were too demure

  On account of all the injuries that you''d endured

  In some ways you knew exactly who you were

  It was who you were to others that was still unsure

  Comparin’ notes, Star Trek, Ghost in the Shell and stuff

  Baring hearts, never felt like a trauma dump

  I think I helped you realize that you''re allowed to trust

  And take stock of your friends, see there''s a lot of us

  And you helped me forgive and move past

  A me that I had try to bury ten years back

  And you were there for more than one panic attack

  Help me catch my breath whenever I saw restraint straps

  Hook

  Breathe in, breath out

  And find yourself

  Inside your skin

  Breathe out, breathe in

  Verse 2

  Those were the days that I wished were endless

  Still felt numb but I never felt friendless

  Taught me bag work so I’m less defenseless,

  And you grew in several directions, you’re relentless

  Brought fresh finesse to your photography practice,

  Friday movie nights with the tight knit guest list

  The state got hostile and you started to sweat it,

  They turned up the pressure, you planned out your exit, you said

  Is this exodus reckless, and I

  Felt so depressed, wished I could say yes but

  These feckless electeds, dead set to wreck us

  Won’t quit passing stuff that affects us, so we

  Helped you FedEx all of your effects to the

  Next address on your checklist

  Stayed up late and shared breakfast on the

  Day you fled Texas, headed Northwest, I

  Drove home music blasting, more sound,

  Tried to drown out the pain, got more down

  Heart went floor bound every time I drove toward

  Georgetown, for sure, still feels sore now

  Hook

  Breathe in, breath out

  And find yourself

  Inside your skin

  Breathe out, breathe in

  Verse 3

  You ghosted the city like a damn trans phantom,

  Granted, we''d still hang out to scope your work on Anthem

  You''d chat about Canada, flying round the Bastion

  Banterin, hunting for the Last Stand Cannon and

  Later that year some pals played for the soundtrack

  So I finally got around to climbing Celeste Mountain

  And it almost made me face why I made my last album

  Instead I pounded rock bottom and kept falling through the ground, drowning

  In retrospect I guess that it happens to a lotta dolls

  They see what''s coming next and they start pounding down the alcohols

  I''d walk for five miles or so every day to hold it off

  But then it''d get dark again and pretty soon I''m awful sauced

  After a year it all felt empty like a shopping mall

  I knew I''d have to quit, I couldn''t answer when the bottle calls

  Somewhere underneath I started healing through the longer pause

  Like wait for three minutes there''s a life behind the waterfalls

  Hook

  Breathe in, breath out

  And find yourself

  Inside your skin

  Breathe out, breathe in

  Outro

  Been about a year and now I can stand my mirror, you’re

  My beloved friend and you helped me find a clearer view

  S-tier queer with a sincere cheer plentiful

  I wake up glad I’m here and I’m grateful I’m endeared to you,-

  I’m sad it took this long, but I’m grateful that I’m home

  In my body, my relationships and all the ways I’ve grown

  And I still need love from friends but I can finally make my own, the truth is

  None of us can make it to the summit all alone'
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platforms:
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- Nintendo Switch
- PC
- Sony PlayStation 4
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  link: album/74556
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    ja: Celeste Original Soundtrack
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- catalog: N/A
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  link: album/75655
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    ja: Celeste - Madeline's Grab Bag
    ja-latn: Celeste - Madeline's Grab Bag
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    ja: Celeste Original Soundtrack
    ja-latn: Celeste Original Soundtrack
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  link: album/81053
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    ja-latn: 'Prescription for Sleep: Celeste'
  type: game
- catalog: MCOL-0137
  link: album/83135
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    ja: Celeste Piano Collections
    ja-latn: Celeste Piano Collections
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- catalog: STS-028
  link: album/90367
  names:
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    ja: Celeste Original Soundtrack
    ja-latn: Celeste Original Soundtrack
  type: game
- catalog: N/A
  link: album/89102
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    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)
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- 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: []
release_price:
  currency: USD
  price: 5.0
reprints: []
stores:
- link: http://gamegroovescharity.bandcamp.com/album/g-sides-a-nerdcore-tribute-to-celeste
  name: Bandcamp
- link: http://open.spotify.com/album/2ZW7WnbHx2rvPw0rek88Xt
  name: Spotify
vgmdb_link: https://vgmdb.net/album/143450?perpage=99999
vocals:
- names:
    en: Navi
- names:
    en: LEX the Lexicon Artist
- names:
    en: Freeced
- names:
    en: Ryako
- names:
    en: Shubzilla
- names:
    en: JOEY Z64
- names:
    en: Prowess The Testament
- names:
    en: SAINT EZRI
votes: 0
