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Timebomb Zone by The Prodigy

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No Tourists

Directed by Paco Raterta
Produced by Maurizio Von Trapp

Production Company: Pulse Films
Executive Producer: Rik Green
DOP: Mycko David
Producer: Vanessa Ulgado
Stylist: Wim Jay Fernando
Camera Operator: Theo Lozada
Choreographer: Miguel Vasquez
Gaffer: Jerome Tiongson
Art Director: John Luis Cantilla
SFX: Aping Salem
Lead Cast: Miguel Hernandez, Selina Woo Bhang, Kevin Hindriks, Tanjo Villoso, James Sieczka | Bodyguards: Miguel Vasquez, Michael Casta, Felmar Basbas, Ivan Molina
Assistant Choreographer: Renata Ibanez
Focus Puller: Martin Dingcong
Production Manager: Dot Labro

Borderlands by Simon Lane

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Mother Nature leaves you a message.

Directed by Simon Lane.
Poem by Laura Kirwan-Ashman.
Perform by Adjoa Andoh.

Hello, it’s me.
I’ve been trying to reach you for a while.
I know you’re busy.
I guess I keep missing you.

The truth is… I’m sick.
Everyday I feel a little more of my lifeblood seep way,
drifting out into the ether.
I’m just so tired.

I’ve been trying to pin it down, the exact point we stopped speaking…
Or rather, you stopped speaking to me.
Now, my voice is hoarse and does not carry even here.
Where it is so quite…

I see you.
Alone as you sit on the edge of your bed in the cold weak morning,
numb and vapid, staring into space.
When will you learn to take a breath, my darling?

I gave you everything you needed, and still it wasn’t enough.
I know I’ve hurt you, too.
In stormy rage and hurricanes of passion,
I was just trying to get your attention.

So now, my lungs are black and my heart is weak.
I sucked out the poison and swallowed it to spare you.
Trusting in your potential, believing you just needed more time to find your feet and stretch,
yawning and dewy, clear-eyed into the dawn.

But the light is almost out,
My wick burns low,
Shadows loom and flicker, dark as eternity licking at your heels,
ready to swallow you whole and snuff you out.

I was here before you,
and what is left of me will be here you are gone.
Only one of us has a choice.
I am your mother…and nature always finds a way.

KITTY KITTY by De Staat

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“Fuck up the facts that fucked up our facts”

Perform by Torre Florim / Jop van Summeren / Tim van Delft / Vedran Mircetic / Rocco Hueting
Lyrics by Torre Florim
Produced by Torre Florim
Co-produced by De Staat
Engineerd / Mixed by Torre Florim
Mastered by Darius van Helfteren
Torre Florim: Lead vocals / Guitars
Jop van Summeren: Bass
Tim van Delft: Drums
Vedran Mircetic: Guitars
Rocco Hueting: Synthesizers

Production company WE ARE WILL
Director: Wouter Stoter
Concept: Torre Florim & Wouter Stoter
Producer: William Griffioen
1st AD: Melvin Kant
D.O.P.: Niels Boon
Postproduction: The Compound
Editor: Daniel Falkenhagen, Marcus Flack
Compositing: Koen van Someren Greve, Mathijs Baltus, Tim van Paassen, Daniel Falkenhagen
Grading: Tim van Paassen
1st AC: Friso Pas
Assistant 1st AC: Jurgen Lisse
Video Supervisor: Sander ten Hof
VFX coordinator: The Compound
Animatic: The Outpost
Gaffer: Erik van Wouden
Electrician: Leonie van Toor
Electrician: Ole van Wouden
Grip crane: Rinco Ederveen
Wardrobe: Harris Elliot
Make-up & Hair: Kira Kroegman
Camera Equipment: Cam-a-lot
Light Equipment: Lites Amsterdam
Studio: Amsterdam Studios
Grip: Egripment
Production Assistent: Justin Griffioen
Production Assistent: Allard van der Spek
Production Assistent: Tim Verleijsdonk
Production Assistent: Sofie Pubben

AMERICAN PSYCHOSIS: a discussion with Chris Hedges

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The nature of illusion is that its designed at least, at the moment to make you feels good about yourself, about your country, about where are you going. Those who question that illusion are challenged, not for what they say, but for puncturing those feeling. Attempt to get up and questioned where are we going and who we are, and the critique will be that you’re such a pessimist, that you’re such a cynic, that you not an optimist. But if hope is something you express through illusion then it’s not hope. It’s fantasy.

Excerpt from AMERICAN PSYCHOSIS by Amanda Zackem.

Europe Is Lost by Kate Tempest

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It’s the BoredOfItAll generation
The product of product placement and manipulation
Shoot ’em up, brutal, duty of care
Come on, new shoes, beautiful hair, bullshit!
Saccharine ballads and selfies, and selfies, and selfies
And here’s me outside the palace of ME!
Construct a self and psychosis
Meanwhile the people were dead in their droves
And, no, nobody noticed; well, some of them noticed
You could tell by the emoji they posted

Written By Dan Carey & Kate Tempest
Performed By Kate Tempest
Video By Manuel Braun