And here we are in twenty twenty-six, the year when, according to the phantasmagoric “sfascialamiere,” we were supposed to find ourselves on the tip of the end of the world… meanwhile, just to say, even my niece has white hair now… so, to recover for a moment from the shock, while we wait for donald to invade Greenland, let's have a review of the music of twenty twenty-five…. Lucrecia Dalt - no death no danger [Official Video]