Their music is an unpretentious orchestral pop made with class and enthusiasm.
A masterpiece in its genre, which I keep at home and in the car as you would a box of aspirin for a potential headache.
Discovery already implanted the precursors of the themes dear to the '80s, alternating a melodic vein with a synthpop vein, seasoned with solid rock’n’roll structures and with a splash of electronics.
This record... never aged and is cherished by many experts in innovative rock who own it and won’t part with it.
When I hear these songs again, I get emotional like a fool, a big crocodile with a little tear.
Those golden nights of sleepy love, glimpses of transcendence in profane loves, the promise that the gods are giving you everything.