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Mixtape 362 • Heat

Pack a light lunch and bring your paper money, because Station Model Violence is taking us back in time.

Pack a light lunch and bring your paper money, because Station Model Violence is taking us back in time.
Station Model Violence
SongArtistNotes
Heat
Station Model Violence
The time tunnel runs deep
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Boots on the Ground
Massive Attack & Tom Waits
Marching long and hard
that was my brain on elves
Mclusky
Rare but not unheard of
Goblin
Magic Fig
Heavenly mushroom party
Action
paranoid void
Tripping on a wire
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LSD In Bahia
BALTHVS
Spiritual mashups
Lucifer
The Alan Parsons Project
For your newscast needs
Candiru
CAVS
Satisfy your tree lust
Vetiver
IVAN THE TOLERABLE
Intoxicating scent
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Maggot Brain
Flea
Originally from Funkadelic
THE HORIZON
OOIOO
A thorough composition
Paradan
808 State
Swirling emotions
April 1724
Pluxus
A jaunt on the moon
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You Against You
El Ten Eleven
Self-aggression is in order
Middle-Case Keyboards
Sir Millard Mulch
Can you help professor?
Copy of a (Nine Inch Noize Version)
Nine Inch Noize
Someone’s been cloned
Born In The Ghetto
Binder + Krieglstein
Bustling with activity
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Ruins
Wooden Shjips
Engage the lock groove
Moving To Florida
Butthole Surfers
100% correct
Buzzsaw (feat. Andy Cooper)
The Allergies
Vocal hijinks
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117
Pigeon
Counts for something
Pais Nublado
Helado Negro
The visibility is low
Soleil lourd
Société Étrange
Journey through the space swamp
Nyabinghi Dub
Nightmares on Wax & Adrian Sherwood
Somewhat wonderful
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Mere Yaar Ki Shaadi Hai
Red Baraat
Everyone is welcome
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