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Pleeay

Instagram: @pleeaymusic

Anatomy of Pleeay:

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Castle: front person, nonbinary lesbian, classically trained ballerina turned crazed mental health activist

Huli: drummer, producer, classically trained percussionist who morphs into a computer at-will

Pete: bassist, merch maven and vibe wizard, classically trained hair model

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Pleeay juggles the tension between chaos and clarity to shake the truth out from a world full of smoke and mirrors. Their goal is to participate in resisting the call to conform, choosing consciousness over convenience, and living loudly with compassion. Oh and dancing. Lots of dancing.

All photos were taken during live shows. The words are lyrics from Pleeay's debut album Every Body.

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CLEAR lyrics:

 

No tricks, No mind, No rules, 

No time. No more, No less, 

No gold, No quest. No faith. 

No truth. No hate. No route.

I’m sensing sensation 

without reason

 

The body is it, 

It is us

Us is a statement, 

A statement is a job

A job is a joke, 

A joke is work

Work is a need, 

A need is a game

A game is a circle, 

A circle is smart

Smart is recycled, 

Recycled 

is practical

Practical is full, 

Full is enough

Enough is delicate, 

Delicate is 

a conversation.

 

I want to wake up 

wake up, wake up, wake up 

in the dream

wake up wake up wake up.

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QUIET lyrics:

 

One of these quiet days

I'll give myself

To the wind

I'll push down through my roots

In the middle

Of everything

One of these quiet days

I'll give myself

Give myself

 

This to you is that to me

that to you is this to me

this to me is that to you

that to me is this to you

this to you is that to me

that to me is this to you

 

There's

Nothing I can do

Nothing I can do

Nothing I can do

To forget

The story 

from which 

I have grown

I was born 

from the belly

Of my personal beast

Now only now only now

I'm connecting to 

eternity

 

This to you is that to me

that to you is this to me

this to me is that to you

that to me is this to you

this to you is that to me

that to me is this

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CULTURE lyrics:

 

Planet Region

Culture Culture        

Country City                            

Culture Culture                                

See it Own it                                        

Culture Culture                                            

No time Left                                                

Get your Name on it        

 

The heavy heart

Weighs down the mind                                            

Tangles limbs                                                

Twists the spine                                                

The heavy heart                                            

Has lost control                                

Blocking joy                    

From the soul        

 

White noise reigns                

Where serenity sang                                    

Now we shift our ways                                        

So machines can play                                        

The pressure to                                

 Relieve the pain

Will turn a body

Into stone

The pressure to

Relieve the pain

Can make an angel go insane    

 

The intimacy                 

of the city is a                         

delicate thing                                

Such a delicate                                     

thing                                        

The intimacy                                         

of the city is a                                         

delicate thing                                    

Such a delicate                            

thing                    

 

Planet Region

Culture Culture        

Country City                            

Culture Culture                                

See it Own it                                        

Culture Culture                                            

No time Left                                                

Get your Name on it    

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CALL lyrics:

 

I was changing shape to fit the box

I was changing shape to fit the frame

I was changing shape to fit the gown

I was changing shape to fit the town

 

Over time there was nothing left

For my shape to connect to

It’s shadow blazed past mystery faces

So I called to my soul to take control

So I called to my soul to take control

 

I won’t change my shape to fit the box

I won’t change my shape to fit the fram

 

Calling far beyond words

Where truth is absurd

Where nature is the primary concern

When the call is made it can’t be ignored

When the call is made it can’t be ignored

 

I won’t change my shape to fit the gown

I won’t change my shape to fit the town

 

I was burrowing tunnels

Through skeletal walls

Through the muscles of rock

Through the soil of thought

Through times of transition

When there’s no clear position

Through times of restraint

When there’s nothing but pain

When the past returns

Again and again and again

 

I won’t change my shape to fit the box

I won’t change my shape to fit the frame

I won’t change my shape to fit the gown

I won’t change my shape to fit the town

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