<Liner Notes>

Erotic experiences don't create memories that are vivid or instinctively intertwined with an animalistic self at the intense and fleeting moment. Rather, they are a process of exploring one's purest and most beautiful self through the act of baring oneself, a language of life towards survival. A powerful physical experience is akin to a dedication to the life one desires to live. Passionate relationships and honest desires are often depicted as decadent darkness, but the ecstasy conveyed through joy, pleasure, and the warmth of skin is, in fact, another name for the most beautiful moments in life and an embrace of all-encompassing love.

Like the evolution of humanity from oppressive acts driven by the purpose of reproduction and survival turning into play and eventually being recognized as art, it took a considerable amount of time for the coercive acts of procreation and survival to evolve into the proof of spiritual love. This transformation also applies to Cacophony, as the imagery associated with achievement and eroticism took quite some time to change from images of repression and fear into the energy of life.

The world portrayed in front of her was filled with despair and desolation. As the time dominated by the shadows of anxiety overtook her mind and body, her life resisted crying behind the walls of melancholy that wouldn't easily be erased, like an unpleasant painting. However, after her mother, who handed her the talent of art, passed away, she turned the dreadful past of depression, cries, and despair into a song. While art allowed her to step out of the ruins, the childlike innocence was once again confronted with the wretched and dirty aspects of life, causing her to shrink back, questioning life and fostering distrust. This led to experiencing masochistic pain within a ruined mind and a collapsed body. Now, she throws questions into this horrific situation. Who does Cupid draw his bow towards to bring joy, and for what reason does he dichotomize love into the lover and the beloved? Is the end of love ultimately like a war, causing mutual destruction and downfall? What is true love, and what is the accurate definition that distinguishes pain from love? Cupid's selfish and personal amusement divides the dual aspects of love. For one person, it is an endlessly given stifling silence of lonely love, and for another, it leads to falling into the cold hatred and cruel prison, either enduring or fleeing. Even for Cupid, Psyche's love comes, and he encounters the joy and pleasure of true affection.

Thus, hit by Cupid's arrow at the end of precarious lust, Cacophony, who was falling and collapsing, now flips Cupid into 'DIPUC,' defining herself as a challenge to the position of the god who chooses love. Her lips, throat, shoulders, chest, and legs, which were devoured by others' gazes, no longer exist. With all her strength, hanging on the pole like a dance, she seduces her partner by saying, "Rest your body on me" assertively and subjectively. The growth of body and mind signifies the recovery from the violent experiments named love, the emotional domination under the guise of affection. At the same time, she has grown into a ‘dominant’ self that can seduce, trample, and inflict wounds.

As the 'End' credits roll, she experiences a new way of love that overturns the defensive mechanism coming from the past trauma of cacophony. This is not a fairytale of the emotional growth of a girl who was young, fragile, and scarred. It is a literary work of decadence that controls her own charm, creating desire in the other, an honest new self emerging through passion. 'Psyche.' She realizes and speaks about the darkest side of love like a soliloquy, but through 'Change,' she is reborn. My heart is mine, not anyone else's, and my sensual body is my own possession. In 'The Resilient,' she rejects cleanliness, dances in hell, and enjoys it, and in 'MIRACLE!,' she once again realizes the miracle of love. However, this love is different from before. It is not something overwhelming her life but a euphoric welcome towards loving herself and the one she loves. The true person who loves me, the one I love the most, is none other than 'myself.'

The moment I listened to this album, she aimed at my heart. I hope that everyone who hears her song after today will never forget her for the rest of their lives. Of course, that will happen. Cacophony is pulling her bow, aiming at you. 'Right now.'

Jo Hyerim

<Flipping myself into the subject of history, DIPUC>

DIPUC is a reversed spelling of the god of love, Cupid.

In place of a young male Cupid, I, an adult woman, am becoming the speaker of love in this 'reversed story,' symbolizing a shift. If Cacophony's previous album presented traumatic situations as they were, in this album, those situations are reversed. The girl who was once dominated and helpless by her circumstances now transforms into a woman who dominates the situation. I restore my personal history and position 'myself' as the subject of history.

In this reversed story, I become a different version of myself. I step into the shoes of the other party who was hurt under the guise of love. I didn't think someone could imagine or fantasize about a standpoint without experiencing it firsthand.

In mythology, Cupid in his youth is depicted as a naive boy who plays with love without knowing it. I, too, toy with people's hearts, just as I experienced it. Through these songs, I put into practice what I went through. I become someone in the fantastic world who treats love lightly, believing it makes me more attractive.

Cupid, who was portrayed as a child, grew into a young man after falling in love with Psyche. I, too, experience Eros by reversing trauma and truly grow. Through DIPUC, I am now ready to spread my wings and take flight. Despite the pain, I want to genuinely love without hesitation. It doesn't feel like a coincidence that the daughter of Cupid and Psyche, the goddess 'Hedone,' symbolizes joy and pleasure. I hope this album's story touches someone's wounds and gives them the strength to love and laugh wholeheartedly.