This week’s Eclectic Wonderland with DJ Tea & Mr. Announcer Man drifts like a lucid dream—equal parts playful, seductive, and surreal. It’s a soundtrack stitched from post-punk shadows, trip-hop pulses, and whimsical oddities. I’ve been wandering through dark fairytales and waking dreams lately, and this playlist feels like a cocoon breaking open—something wild, something blooming into itself. From the theatrical energy of The Dresden Dolls to the aching beauty of Porti

This week’s Eclectic Wonderland drifts between shadow and light, a carefully set table where longing is the main course and memory lingers like the aftertaste of champagne.   The music is deliberate—each lyric, each note, chosen to draw you into its atmosphere. He suggested I live inside the songs he selected and the precise order he arranged them in, like moves in a game played long before the board was built.

Love stories don’t always follow a straight line. Some loves are doomed, some burn too brightly, some haunt us long after they’re gone...