Dust of melodies float lightly over a green field of sweet guitar Feedback.
Summer afternoon, imaginary horizons. An electric wind flatters synthetic caresses.
Under the sun, fruits shine. Chords with a sea flavor of The Durutti Column, scents of lemons
A pop record for open minds, strings that make the scale of the simplest yet hidden feelings resonate.
Rainbow, colors of an electronics that strives to become increasingly human..