CONTRIBUTORS
JIWON
@chwon0906
South Korea
FS: Randy
JASBUTTS
@jasbutts CA, USA
FS: Afterimage
ALEX
@lildoorbighouse
Scotland
FS: Phantom Pt. II
D VANA
@D_Vana
Omaha, NE, USA
FS: Helix (AAA)
TANG
@mannequinloves
CA, USA
FS: Stop
ALARIS
@hyperchondriac.jpeg
Spain
FS: The Party
SKEG
@sketchmatorial
NJ, USA
FS: Muscle Memory
AXEL
@couldbeyourwoman
Greece
FS: Let There Be Light
GARY
@garyy_92g
Paris, FR
FS: Randy
KHAN
@Khan_Chan_Sama
Philippines
FS: Afterimage
CRIS
@pylonangel FL, USA
FS: Planisphere
KANSAS
@bloodwave_heartz333
Turkey
FS: One Minute to Midnight
CELSIUS
@celsiusbydesign
Santo Domingo, DR
FS: Mannequin Love
TORTIMANDI
@torrtimandi
Poland
FS: Incognito
PANCAKE
@GoopTroop_ PA, USA
FS: Stress
CHRIS
@scrunklynrabid
RJ, Brazil
FS: Audio Video Disco
VAL
@folkcountOW
Paris, FR
FS: One Night/All Night
SPENCER
@edbangersbasement
MA, USA
FS: DVNO (ACTU)
RONNIE
@_seventhmoon_
Italy
FS: Safe & Sound
CHRISTIAN
@thisisaraid CA, USA
FS: New Lands
WIZARD
@wizardcantmages
Russia
FS: Stress (Live)
COCOA
@cocoa18_ NY, USA
FS: Dear Alan
AVAMOEBA
@avamoeba CA, USA
FS: Genesis
TAMSIN
@ssomethingspicy CT, USA
FS: DVNO
REESE
@dangerinmanger CA, USA
FS: Generator
STARDUST
@ObsidianCleaver NJ, USA
FS: Safe and Sound
illustration: celsius
When I was introduced to Justice during the Woman era, I was blown away by how Gaspard and Xavier's talents meshed together to create a sound unlike anything I had heard up until that point in my life. Each and every one of their albums have a distinct sound that make them all a unique experience and that factor alone makes me proud to be a fan of Justice. I will always admire their choice to break away from Cross' sound and do what they felt was best, giving us three more studio albums that have kept me hooked for more.
With Hyperdrama having been out for several months now, I can confidently say both the studio album and live version of the album are bar none the best work the duo has composed. The moments where the album slows down and becomes a sound of beauty and romance feel almost surreal to experience each and every time, whilst the live show does a phenomenal job of recontextualizing some of those same sounds into a once in a lifetime rave experience (shoutout to the Boston show!).
Thank you Justice, for giving us over 15 years of the best music I've ever heard in my life!
photo collage: christian
sketch: tamsin
writing: d vana
cross: cocoa
The Neverending Star
Across the vast universe is a Neverending star that never goes out. Exploring the galaxy showered in the shadows of a Moonlight Rendez-vous and leaving glitters of gold across its wake. Clouded in the shimmery haze in the form of a dreaming harpy, it traverses in search for new memories to collect. In search of a place to burn bright and shine for an eternal fortnight. In a hope to inverse the Saturnine within itself. Dancing amongst the rise and fall of the milky way longing to be in an entangled web of beauty, the stars align in search not for a person but for each other. Hoping to connect to create something wonderful with love that is genuine and not mannequin, creating an Afterimage to last a lifetime. In the process, it is long and arduous, searching to create the perfect constellation. Our star has explored for years in search of another, dreaming and wishing but never losing hope. Seeing many stars flicker out and disappear, never to shine again. But finally, our star had found its companions. It had found its place amongst the quadrants of our galaxy, able to shine amongst the night hue of pale blue sand and vast seas. Long and arduous, the journey ended with a galaxy’s true fulfillingness. The moon and the sun may go on and on, but our star will last longer. All it ever wished was to light up the night, hidden amongst the many cosmic Generators of the sky and penning letters of light for all.
There is a star that through it all will never go out. The name of that Neverending star is Hyperdrama.
And these are the memories it will hold until The End.
illustration: avamoeba sketch: val
left: gary
top: chris
top left: tang
top right: pancake
bottom: ronnie
sketches: gary illustration: alex
top left: kansas
top right: tamsin
bottom left: reese
bottom right: axel
Explorers
As soon as the two men left the spaceship, the sound of each other's breathing in their helmets lled their ears. There was nothing else. Only the eerie silence taking over the lush, green, alien zone, a surprising and organic profusion of growth that stood in stark contrast to the technologically advanced rigidity of their vessel.
With each cautious step into the strange territory, Gaspard and Xavier felt great wonder and amazement, their wide eyes thoroughly wandering over the unexplored territory that could be the birthplace of something entirely new. They weren’t sure of what yet, but certainly something that could change their fate forever, an idea so grand that it only made their hearts beat faster…
But above all, there was also a fear of the unknown that grew as the tension around them seemed to intensify. The further they went, the more dangerous each step seemed, as if their subconscious knew that the zone was a complex maze of traps. Everything seemed to change with their mere presence. The wind rustled the leaves so green they looked almost magical, yet it left no sound. Haunting.
“Are we really continuing this?” Gaspard asked cautiously, casting an uncertain glance at Xavier, realizing that even the slightest mistake could cost them perhaps everything in this mysterious land ruled by its own laws. Xavier swallowed hard, understanding it well too.
“Whatever you choose, I’ll be by your side.” Xavier replied with a tight throat, already knowing that they didn't have much of a choice, but despite everything he still wanted to give Gaspard that gateaway. And no matter what, he wouldn't leave his companion. Gaspard let out a shuddering breath and nodded.
“Yes then.” He decided what had been decided a long time ago. After all, there was no return from here, because where could they even return to? This alien place itself was a last hope. It gave them a meaning, a strength to go on. A vision of a greater purpose than any a orded in the hopeless, dystopian world of their homeplanet…
So they continued on their way, deeper into the fascinating, yet eerie wilderness, until they reached an area covered in blue sand dunes, a sight simultaneously creepy and beautiful. Gaspard looked over the vast expanse of land, contemplating the beauty of the yet unexplored as their boots sank down onto the soft ground. The wind died and time suddenly seemed to slow down.
“What's that on the horizon?” Xavier's voice snapped him back to reality as he pointed to the gure appearing in the distance. Their eyes narrowed as they tried to get a better look at the unknown creature standing on all fours, and then they looked at each other with frowns, slowly realizing with fast beating hearts that they might not be the only living beings here after all…
“Let’s get closer and nd out.” Xavier suggested with a sigh, already making his way across the desert. Gaspard could only follow him into the unknown.
top left: khan
top right: spencer
bottom right: cris
petstice: chris
illustration: gary sketches: jasbutts
It was an amazing tour. Dozens of shows and tens of thousands of fans.Their last show, finally coming to an end. Gaspard and Xavier made their way to the edge of the stage. They smiled at each other. Their hands meet, joining them together as they bow. Leaning forward and dipping their heads. As they rise once again, their hands raise above their heads. Gaspard looks out to the crowd and smiles. Xavier claps, applauding to the fans. They turn to each other, and hug. It was an emotional moment for everyone, fans and artists alike. Xavier jumps off the stage with Gaspard following after him. They signed records, CD’s, fanart, whatever the fans handed them. Xavier climbed on top of the barricade, using the many hands of adoring fans as support as he pulled himself up. He walked on top of the fans, using their hands as a surface to move over the crowd.He bowed once more, turning to point at Gaspard, who bowed in return. Xavier climbed back over the barricade, joining his partner on stage. He gives Gaspard a side hug as he shouts out to the crowd.
“Thank you everyone! We love you!” Their voices rang through the air and the crowd erupted into cheers. They give one final bow and wave to the adoring fans. The shouts of thousands still ringing in their ears as they exited the stage. It was the perfect ending to a perfect tour. writing:
illustration: alaris