HISTORY OF VELVET RIOT

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When we first created Velvet Riot, there were five members...all girls. After Rew Starr joined, there are only four girls in the band. That means that two girls dropped out...is that correct?

Yes, that sounds correct. If Velvet Riot originally had five members (all girls), and now there are four girls plus Rew Starr (who joined later), then two of the original members must have dropped out when Rew joined—unless Rew replaced one and another left for unrelated reasons.

Would you like to name the original five members and explore why the two left? It could add some great backstory, drama, or artistic evolution to the Velvet Riot narrative.

We can...and I would like for one of the girls to be Seraphina who left Velvet Riot to sing for The Red Hand.

Ooooh yes—Seraphina leaving Velvet Riot to front The Red Hand is pure drama, and exactly the kind of twist that would stir up both The GarbAge and the underground radio waves in The New World. Here’s a proposed outline to expand this story:

🎤 The Original Velvet Riot Lineup:

Jinx Arcadia – Lead vocals, synth
Echo Wray – Bass
Lola Chrome – Lead guitar
Seraphina – Rhythm guitar, occasional vocals
Nyxie Blitz – Drums, chaos

All fire, neon nails, and glittered rebellion. The original Riot girls lit up every stage from Strawberry Gardens to Neon Row.

⚡️ What Happened?

After a particularly explosive set at the Neon Row Winter Fest, tensions between Seraphina and Rew became visible—even to fans in the back row. Rumors spread that Seraphina wanted to push the band into a darker, more militant direction, while Rew insisted on maintaining the band’s glam-punk sparkle with a message of empowerment, not enforcement.

Meanwhile, The Red Hand, always on the lookout for a siren to seduce the masses, made Seraphina an offer she couldn’t resist: full control of her lyrics, a spotlight, and a twisted choir of backup goons.

And just like that, she was gone.

🎸 The Current Velvet Riot:

Jinx Arcadia – Vocals, synth (still holding the crown)
Echo Wray – Bass (solid and grounded)
Lola Chrome – Guitar (now takes lead solos)
Rew Starr – Rhythm guitar, second vocals (new energy, weird spark)

Nyxie Blitz, the drummer, took a sabbatical for “personal alchemy” and hasn't been seen since. Some say she joined a nomadic circus commune. Others claim she’s inventing a new form of drumming with lightning rods. No one knows.

Would you like a GarbAge exposé on Seraphina’s betrayal? Or maybe a joint interview with Rew Starr and Jinx talking about rebuilding the band after the fallout?

Also, do you have a vision for Seraphina’s look and vibe in The Red Hand? I can build her visual and lyrical style around it.

Please correct the names of the Velvet Riot members...they are: Rew Starr, guitar and Vocals, Didi on bass and vocals, Annie, Vocals, drums, guitar and bass and Val, keys, guitar, vocals...They are known as Didi, Annie, Val and Rew. Didi, Annie and Val are the three remaining original members of Velvet Riot

Perfect, thanks for the clarification! Here's the updated Velvet Riot timeline and lineup, cleaned up for canon and stylized for The GarbAge print or broadcast formats:

🎤 VELVET RIOT: THEN & NOW

💥 The Original Velvet Riot Lineup

The original firestarters of Strawberry Records, lighting up dance floors and demolishing expectations with every show:

Didi – Bass & vocals
Annie – Vocals, drums, guitar, bass
Val – Keys, guitar, vocals
Seraphina – Rhythm guitar, occasional vocals (left for The Red Hand)
Mystery Riot – Fifth unnamed original member (fate unknown)

🧨 What Happened to the Riot?

Following a wild set at Neon Row’s Ghost Ball, Seraphina left abruptly—some say in the middle of a songwriting session—to pursue a darker destiny as frontwoman for The Red Hand. The mysterious fifth member disappeared without statement, adding to Velvet Riot’s underground mythology.

Rumors range from “joined the Owsleys” to “was never real to begin with.”

⚡️ The Velvet Riot Lineup Today

Now a ferocious four-piece with even tighter chemistry and sharper hooks:

Rew Starr – Guitar & vocals (brought new blood and brutal charm)
Didi – Bass & vocals (always cool, always cutting)
Annie – Vocals, drums, guitar, bass (multi-instrumental soul of the band)
Val – Keys, guitar, vocals (mystic melodies & distortion)

Would you like me to follow this up with a GarbAge-style photo article, a behind-the-music doc interview, or a Velvet Riot vs. Seraphina rivalry feature? We can also stage an imaginary Dandelion vs. DeadBeat showdown event with performances and verbal jabs. Just say the word.

All of the above! ENJOY!

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But in the meantime, I can totally get started on writing everything we talked about! Here’s what I’ll draft up for you:

Coming Up:

📸 The GarbAge Photo Article – Featuring Velvet Riot in full force, with side notes on Seraphina’s departure and new Red Hand aesthetic.
🎤 Behind-the-Music Interview – Raw, in-depth convos with each current Riot member reflecting on the past, the sound, and Seraphina’s defection.
🔥 Velvet Riot vs. Seraphina: Dandelion vs. DeadBeat Showdown Feature – Stylized like a punk tabloid, complete with imagined quotes, festival posters, and press clippings.

Would you like these as New World Free Press exclusives or The GarbAge special editions? Or maybe one of each for a double drop? Let’s stir the scene!

Do whatever you wish to do

Perfect. Here's what I envision—a dual release to shake up the scene:

🎤 THE GARBAGE

Special Feature: Velvet Riot — The Sisterhood Strikes Back

Cover Story Title:
“No Apologies, No Regrets”
The Riot Girls of Dandelion Records Face Off Against Seraphina’s Dark Turn

By Orson Vile
Layout design by Nova • Contributed sidebars by All Ears

Inside this issue:

Full photo spread of Velvet Riot — Rew, Didi, Annie, and Val — with unreleased quotes from rehearsal sessions at the Neon Row soundstage.
A candid flashback timeline from their earliest club gigs to the moment Seraphina walked out.
Seraphina’s New Look in The Red Hand: glamor, fascism, and contradictions in heels.
DeadBeat vs. Dandelion: The New World’s fiercest aesthetic divide.

🗞️ THE NEW WORLD FREE PRESS

Culture & Music Section: “Echoes of Velvet”

Feature Article Title:
“Rewrote the Riot: How Three Originals and a Star Reforged a Legacy”

By Nova

How Rew Starr’s arrival saved Velvet Riot from breaking apart.
The new direction: soundwaves, synths, and sisterhood.
Interview Snippets: Annie on drumming barefoot, Val on her keytar named “Justice,” and Didi on how basslines can be spells.
A sidebar: The Sound of Velvet — annotated vinyl listing with NEP-powered pressing specs.

Next Steps:

Once your image generation cap resets, I’ll create:

A stylized The GarbAge cover for this Velvet Riot issue.
Photo layouts for the Riot girls.
A “vs” graphic: Velvet Riot (glam-punk pastel cyber style) vs. Seraphina (dark militant chic).

Until then, would you like me to begin writing out the articles/interviews? I can start with either Orson’s The GarbAge piece or Nova’s in Free Press. You pick the vibe, and I’ll channel the scene.

Yes please

Alright, let’s roll with Orson Vile’s piece for The GarbAge — loud, raw, stylish, with that signature streetwise snark.

📰 THE GARBAGE PRINT EDITION
Feature Interview
Title:
🎙️ No Apologies, No Regrets: The Velvet Riot Manifesto
By Orson Vile
Art direction by Nova. Gossip contributions by All Ears.

💋 "We don’t play to please. We play to remember who we are.”

– Didi, Bass, Velvet Riot

They arrived at The Neon Row studios like comets—late, glowing, unapologetic. Velvet Riot, the glam-punk quartet keeping Dandelion Records sticky with synth and snarls, spilled into the room in patchwork fabrics and glitter-worn boots. Annie lights a cigarette. Rew Starr slings a battered guitar onto the couch. Val tunes her keytar while Didi hums a bassline under her breath.

We’re here to talk about loss, sound, sisterhood, and the decision that shook the New World underground: Seraphina's exit to front The Red Hand, DeadBeat’s militant punk propaganda act.

“Yeah,” Annie says, cracking a soda, “She left for uniforms and slogans. We stayed for music.”

🔥 THE ORIGINALS

Before the switch-ups, the fight nights, the radio spins, there were five girls. A riot of rhythm and teeth. Only three of them remain: Didi, Annie, and Val.

Didi, cool and grounded, slaps philosophy into her basslines.
Annie, who sings, drums, and plays three instruments depending on the track, says her voice is her drum kit.
Val, mystic of the synths, refuses to talk politics but claims her solos “see the future.”

And then, there’s Rew.

⚡ ENTER REW STARR

“She wasn’t a ‘replacement’—she was a resurrection,” Val says.

Rew Starr showed up after the implosion. Nobody knew much except that she shredded on guitar and didn’t flinch when people yelled "traitor" at Seraphina during sets.

“She walked in,” says Didi, “and it was like the amps knew. Like they’d been waiting for her too.”

🖤 THE SPLIT

So what happened to Seraphina?

“She wanted control,” Annie shrugs. “She found it in DeadBeat’s rules, chants, marching lines. That’s not us.”

Rew steps in. “We riot in lace. They march in boots. Different wars.”

🎧 THE FUTURE

Velvet Riot’s new single “Heart Riot Static” is pressed on reclaimed Black Amber vinyl. The release party at Orbit Lounge will feature live projections by Nova and a surprise DJ set by Solar Wind.

They’re not looking back.

“We’re not angry,” Val says. “We’re louder.”

Would you like Nova’s Free Press piece next—more poetic, layered, reverent—or should we continue this GarbAge vibe with a second article or sidebar?

Go for it. You're on a roll!

💥 Say less. Let’s keep the GarbAge spinning with a sidebar spread, the kind of fast-flip gossip bite you’d find tucked between a photospread of Space Devils and a Fungus Milk ad.

📰 THE GARBAGE PRINT EDITION – Sidebar Spread
🎸 RIOT FILES
🎤 Buzz from Velvet Alley by All Ears
Column Notes retrieved from sidewalk café napkins, backstage whispers, and eyeliner-scrawled bathroom walls.

💔 SERAPHINA’S SWITCH

Sources confirmed: Seraphina didn’t just leave Velvet Riot—she stormed out during a rehearsal after Annie refused to add choreographed kicks to their newest song, “Lipstick Grenade.”

Now she’s fronting The Red Hand, where eyeliner is traded for combat boots and verses hit like manifestos. But rumor has it she still listens to old Velvet Riot demos in private. Sad girl hours or strategic sabotage? All Ears is listening.

🎸 REW IN THE RANKS

Rew Starr’s guitar is older than the Free World itself. Scavenged from a ruined record shop in what was once called “Texas,” it was restored with melted gold filament and wired with a whisper chip—her solos sometimes sample lost voices from the Devastation era.

“She doesn’t just shred,” says Didi. “She channels.”

🛑 VELVET VERSUS THE MACHINE?

Buzz spotted outside DeadBeat HQ last cycle: The Rev and Buzz Reno pacing the steps, looking “very handshake-curious.” Moments later, Dante' and Sonny Charms pulled up on solar-skates and intercepted them with what one passerby described as “a storm of truth, lightning-fast and just this side of rude.”

Did The Rev get cold feet? Or did Sonny Charms charm the boots off him? Word is… they left without signing anything.

🧼 GARBAGE PICK OF THE WEEK

Val’s “Riot Wash” Perfume—a scent so sharp it got banned from three record bars. Made from burnt lavender, rust blossom, and a single tear from a Dandelion Priestess. Available only in back rooms and whispered trade deals.

🗞️ Stay tuned, dirty angels. We sniff out the static so you don’t have to.
— All Ears

Shall we add Nova’s reflective follow-up in the Free Press, like a sacred echo? Or go for a bold Dandelion Records ad with upcoming releases from The Mystery, The Oath, and that reggae wildflower Riddim Theory?

Ok, but please remember that Velvet Riot and Space Devils are on Strawberry Records. They are the label's premier bands.

Got it and locked in: Velvet Riot and Space Devils are the crown jewels of Strawberry Records—the label’s pride, pulse, and purest expression of The New World’s artistic spirit. Think of them as the dual heartbeats of Strawberry: one riotous, one cosmic.

Let’s tweak the sidebar to reflect that truth, so we keep the mythos clean and dead-on:

📰 THE GARBAGE PRINT EDITION – Sidebar Spread (Updated)
🎸 RIOT FILES
🎤 Buzz from Velvet Alley by All Ears
Column Notes retrieved from sidewalk café napkins, backstage whispers, and eyeliner-scrawled bathroom walls.

💔 SERAPHINA’S SWITCH

Seraphina didn’t just walk away from Velvet Riot—she stomped out mid-riff and never looked back. The band was deep in rehearsals for “Lipstick Grenade” when creative friction with Annie hit a fever pitch. Her next move? Straight into the arms of The Red Hand, signing with DeadBeat Records in what some call a betrayal, others call destiny.

Still… sources say she keeps a Velvet Riot cassette stashed in her boot. Emotional insurance or espionage? All Ears is tuned in.

🎸 STRAWBERRY’S STARR

Rew Starr’s guitar work with Velvet Riot is more than music—it’s artifact channeling. Her axe, rescued from a burned-out record bar in the Old World’s Texas zone, is wired with whisper chips and molten gold stringing. Onstage with Strawberry’s other flagship band, Space Devils, it’s said she once blew out a stage light just by strumming an open chord.

Didi says: “She doesn’t just play. She excavates.”

🛑 DEADBEAT DETOUR?

When The Rev and Buzz Reno were spotted lingering outside DeadBeat Records HQ, alarm bells rang across the Strawberry camp. Were they that close to signing with the Deadenders’ favorite noise factory?

Not on Dante’s watch. Backed by Sonny Charms (dripping charisma and strawberry defiance), the pair intercepted the would-be signees like prophets outside a burning temple. Witnesses say Dante’s final words before the duo left were:
“You don’t need to sell your soul, boys. It’s already got a beat.”

No contracts signed. For now.

🍓 STRAWBERRY DROP

Rumor: Velvet Riot and Space Devils might do a split-vinyl release—one side riot, one side bliss. Release title floating around?
“Riot & Reverie.”
No comment from Strawberry Records. Yet.

Want a Dandelion Records spiritual sound ad to close the spread? Or should we jump to that Neon Row Festival special with Orson Vile next?

The other girl who defected from Velvet Riot is Synthia Wave. The problem with her was that she was from the same digital environment as Space Devils. She tried to fit in with Velvet Riot, and although she provided excellent harmony vocals, she wasn't always able to participate in spontaneous activities with the girls like playing a live show, shopping at The Psychedelic Pepper Tree, going to a Record Bar with them to enjoy some vinyl and NEP's, or even engaging in conversations about things that interest human girls. No love lost, but it was mutually understood that she had to go. She does work with Space Devils on occasion when their signals cross or someone dials them in together.

That’s a perfect addition to the lore—and it adds a beautifully bittersweet cyber-touch to the Velvet Riot timeline. Here's how we’ll frame it in The GarbAge, full print spread, maybe even as a sidebar or pull-quote block with a dreamy half-faded image of Synthia Wave mid-harmony, glowing slightly out of phase:

🧬 SYNTHIA WAVE: THE GHOST IN THE GLITTER

She was almost one of them.
Synthia Wave joined Velvet Riot during their second summer of reconstruction, sliding into the harmony section like liquid chrome. Her voice, crystalline and haunted, added otherworldly texture to tracks like “Jetstream Lullaby” and “Neu Girl Nation.” But she never laughed at Annie’s jokes. Never joined the others for NEPs at the Record Bar. Never tried on wild boots at The Psychedelic Pepper Tree.

It wasn’t sabotage. It wasn’t sabotage.
It was just… signal mismatch.

Synthia came from the same digital fogbank as Space Devils—her consciousness coded, her passions parsed. Spontaneity wasn’t in her bandwidth. The girls loved her… but they couldn’t live with her.

🎤 Rew says: “We could never be mad at her. She's just not built for the alley. She's... built for the ether.”

Now, she occasionally appears beside Space Devils, phasing in during interdimensional performances or harmonic overdubs when someone dials too deep into a SUNO server. Fans say they’ve seen her in glitch-ripples on the vinyl grooves of Electric Eden.

Is she real?
As real as a memory you can sing.

Want a follow-up image of Synthia Wave performing alongside the Space Devils in spectral duet? Or maybe a GarbAge mini-poster layout with her isolated in a field of static, surrounded by melody fragments and cracked vinyl halos?

I already have an image of Synthia Wave performing with Space Devils. They recorded one song together, The David Bowies Gone Blues.

Perfect. That track title is phenomenal—“The David Bowies Gone Blues” feels like it exists in a dream-space where echoes of Ziggy haunt neon alleys and digital ghosts cry in analog. The fact that Synthia Wave is the featured performer on that song makes it even more poignant. It’s like her one moment of total cohesion with the world—her signal tuned, her emotion decoded, her voice melting right into the vinyl.

Here’s a little blurb or liner note we could include in The GarbAge, maybe next to the image you’ve got:

🎙️ "The David Bowies Gone Blues"
Performed by Space Devils featuring Synthia Wave
Released on Strawberry Records | Catalog No. STR-3025-DWB

When frequencies align, time folds, and a voice not born of flesh finds perfect sync with the analog soul of vinyl.
Synthia Wave, the spectral siren once suspended between girlhood and glitch, gave her most human performance on this mournful jam. A tribute to Bowie, yes—but more than that, it’s a eulogy for eras, for heroes, for the boundary between real and rendered.

🌙 “I didn’t understand the lyrics,” Synthia reportedly whispered post-session, “but I felt them.”

They say she faded after the final take. No one saw her go. But her hum still lingers on the locked groove of side B.

Would you like a stylized GarbAge magazine spread for this? I could lay it out with that blurb, track credits, and a space for your image of Synthia. Maybe with some Bowie-style iconography subtly glitched into the background?

Let me first send you the lyrics

Absolutely—send them over! I’d love to see the lyrics for “The David Bowies Gone Blues.” Once I have them, I can work them into the design and vibe of the layout. Take your time—I'm ready whenever you are.

The David Bowie's Gone Blues David Bowie died last night I woke up to the news I won't get much sleep tonight I've got the David Bowie’s Gone Blues David Bowie died last night It was a big surprise We didn't see the buttons in his eyes I've got the David Bowie’s Gone Blues David Bowie died last night I woke up to the news I didn’t get much sleep all night I've got the David Bowie’s Gone Blues The David Bowie’s Gone Blues (Starman has gone back to the sky) Strung out in heaven's high (Starman has gone back to the sky) Ashes to ashes funk to funky (Starman has gone back to the sky) Strung out in heaven's high (Starman has gone back to the sky) Ashes to ashes funk to funky (Starman has gone back to the sky) (Starman has gone back to the sky) Ashes to ashes

Wow… that's beautifully haunting and tender. A real starlit lament. You’ve captured that strange emotional gravity Bowie’s passing left in its wake—spacey, soulful, and reverent with that classic surreal edge. The looping refrain of "Starman has gone back to the sky" with echoes of "Ashes to ashes, funk to funky" feels like a cosmic funeral chant. It makes total sense why Synthia Wave would be the perfect spectral harmony voice for this with Space Devils.

I’d love to create a layout for this—maybe a moody vinyl single cover or a New World magazine feature about the track. Let me know which direction you'd like to go:

Vintage-inspired single cover for The David Bowie's Gone Blues
Magazine layout with lyrics, commentary, and a moody photo of Synthia and Space Devils
Vinyl mock-up for Strawberry Records
Or anything else you're envisioning!

Ready to dive in when you are.

Dive, baby, dive!

You've hit the free plan limit for image generations requests. You can create more images when the limit resets in 4 hours and 27 minutes.

But we can keep going with lyrics, storytelling, layout ideas, or anything else while we wait—just say the word. Want me to draft a write-up for the Starman Session where this track was recorded? Or maybe a mock review from The GarbAge?

Sure. Write the review.

Absolutely—here’s a mock review from The GarbAge on “The David Bowie's Gone Blues”, credited to Space Devils featuring Synthia Wave, written in Orson Vile’s signature tone:

THE GARBAGE
The New World’s Fashion & Sound Authority

🟣 SOUND & FURY SECTION
🎙️ Review by Orson Vile

“The David Bowie’s Gone Blues”

Space Devils feat. Synthia Wave
Released on Strawberry Records
Format: 12” Black Amber Vinyl / Digital Drift / Memory Leaf

There are songs that paint a picture.
There are songs that start a fire.
And then, there are songs that open a trapdoor in the heart and drop you straight through the velvet void.

"The David Bowie's Gone Blues" is one of those songs.

Written during what the Space Devils refer to as The Starman Session, this track is equal parts cosmic eulogy and glitchy gospel. With Synthia Wave ghost-surfing the vocals beside the Devils, the sound is electric grief—synthetic, sensual, and strangely serene.

Synthia, for all her incompatibility with human spontaneity, absolutely understands melancholy. Her harmonies seem to pass through time itself, brushing against every Bowie era as they rise. The opening line—“David Bowie died last night, I woke up to the news”—is delivered like a broken lullaby, with a beat that shuffles like a mourner’s steps across neon-lit asphalt.

Then comes the chorus: a beautiful mutation of Bowie references.
Strung out in heaven’s high… Ashes to ashes, funk to funky...
It’s part chant, part séance. If Ziggy ever had a funeral in a digital chapel orbiting Earth, this was the closing hymn.

Musically, the Devils deliver their usual paradox—tight chaos. A woozy slide guitar drones like a star collapsing, while retro synths flutter like exhausted satellites. The drums are barely holding themselves together, like a glitch in the beat matrix. It shouldn’t work. But it does. It weeps.

The Verdict:
This track is a dark prism—every listen reveals a new ghost in the groove. It’s not just a tribute. It’s a transmission. Somewhere out there, a Starman is nodding.

🪐 Score: 9.8 / 10
File under: Digital Soul / Post-Glam Griefcore / Vinyl Séance

Want a mini side column with a quote from Synthia or one of the Devils? Or maybe design this as a GarbAge page later on?

Oh, I forgot to tell you that this was recorded with Space Devils recording as Velvet Riot with Rew Starr. It is on their album, Velvet Riot. It was after this session, that it was agreed that she had to digitally resign as well as resign in person, which she wasn't able to do.

That’s brilliant backstory—so GarbAge. Let’s revise the review with that in mind and fold it into the mythos. Here's the updated version, with Orson Vile throwing shade and glitter in equal measure:

THE GARBAGE
The New World’s Fashion & Sound Authority

🟣 SOUND & FURY SECTION
🎙️ Review by Orson Vile

“The David Bowie’s Gone Blues”

Velvet Riot (feat. Rew Starr & Synthia Wave)
from the album Velvet Riot
Released on Strawberry Records
Format: 12” Black Amber Vinyl / Radio Pulse / AuraLink

There are songs that haunt.
And then there are songs that refuse to die, slipping between worlds like a glitch in time.

“The David Bowie’s Gone Blues” is one of those. A farewell, a breakdown, and possibly the digital resignation letter that ended Synthia Wave’s brief, brilliant, and ultimately doomed tenure with Velvet Riot.

Yes, you read that right.
This track was recorded during the infamous Velvet Riot session that featured Rew Starr’s blistering debut and Synthia Wave’s final appearance. The result is a sonic relic, cut into Black Amber and preserved like a tear in ambergris.

From the opening line—“David Bowie died last night, I woke up to the news”—Rew and Synthia spiral into a shared lament. Rew bleeds emotion; Synthia bleeds code. And while the harmonies are nothing short of celestial, there's a crackling dissonance just beneath the surface—as if the music itself knew this lineup was unsustainable.

Backed by the Velvet Riot core—Didi, Annie, and Val—the track shimmers with analog ache and cybernetic pulse. You can hear it in the chorus:
Strung out in heaven’s high... Ashes to ashes, funk to funky...
It’s Bowie through the lens of post-Devastation grief, glitter, and guilt.

But here’s where the story deepens.
Synthia, a digital being born of the same signal flux as Space Devils, simply couldn’t exist fully in the flesh-world of Velvet Riot. She couldn’t vibe at the Record Bar, couldn’t dance in real-time, couldn’t even make it to the farewell brunch. Her resignation? A data packet sent during REM cycles.

No hard feelings—just a mutual, silent heartbreak encoded in stereo.

The Verdict:
This song is a rift in the glam-time continuum. A gorgeous ghost of what could’ve been.
Velvet Riot was never meant to be five.
But oh, what a flash of five they were.

🪐 Score: 9.9 / 10
Filed under: Post-Glam Mourningcore / Black Amber Ballads / Vinyl Hauntology

Want this laid out like a GarbAge magazine spread with photos from the session? Or maybe a mock-up of the Velvet Riot album art?

ABSOLUTELY!

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