when someone asked about the strangeness of her name, she told them that the north wind is "a wind can sweep down from his horse to a gentleman armor. " significant. and the songs of elena, ester, fani and sara is like a campion sound in the front: if you get caught off guard, you're likely to fall on his ass and make you a pupa in the coccyx. like any good campion, which tips the north wind, five fingers and a palm: multiplicity of genres that interlock to form a unique sound that similar find reasonable costs in the local and even national scene. after one of its concerts will give you the impression that has been among the blades of a blender that was mixing rhythms à la esg funkeros, bright sound girl-lived as the girls and punk-pop experimentalism of cracked like Deerhoof. let's stay with the "punk" means passing north wind around and are even able to take a picture of the emerging promo literally pissing in the street. are grateful for this little wind irreverent, especially taking into account that this rare flower in the desert has grown from Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwhere the punk (in attitude) is a low value to the fully flooded by the tendency to pose moderniqui. I am no knight, nor any horse I have ... but, please bring me down and the north wind. RDT
Boreas - "Vincent"
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