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Abroad
04:02
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I'm wasting my time on long distance phonecalls
I'm wasting my money in internet cafes
I miss my family I miss my friends
but I can't go back I'm not ready yet
I'm wasting my time on long distance phonecalls
I'm wasting my money in internet cafes
I miss my family I miss my friends but I can't go back...
I'm not ready yet
my mother's hair is turning white and I'm not there
my father's getting older too and I'm not there
my sister wins and loses races, my uncle's dying
and I'm not there to say goodbye
my friends are moving in and out of flats and 'm not there
my friends are falling in and out of love and I'm not there
my friends are getting married, will I be there
to celebrate with them?
my friends are having nervous breakdowns and I'm not there
my friends are falling apart and I'm not there
my friends are trying to kill themselves and I'm not there to say " don't do it!
'cause I need you, what would I do without you?"
everytime I go back we pretend nothing's changed
besides the fun there is a ghost lingering between us
we adore each other but I'm not part of their everyday lives no more
and they are not part of mine
in a new town in a new scene
with a whola lotte brand new things to do
my new friends are so brilliant they almost made me forget
but how could I ever forget, how could I ever forget you?
so I'm wasting my time on long distance phonecalls
I'm wasting my money in internet cafes
I miss my family I miss my friends but I can't go back... I'm not ready yet
I'm wasting my time on long distance phonecalls
I'm wasting my money in internet cafes
I miss my family I miss my friends but I can't go back
I'm not ready yet to join the army
I miss my family I miss my friends but I can't go back
I'm not ready yet to settle down, I want to run around
I miss my family I miss my friends but I can't go back
I'd rather stay a little bit more abroad, abroad
but I miss my family and I miss my friends.
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It´s June again
06:24
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Can you feel the change in the air?
now days are growing longer and wine comes in bottles that we carry
to drink on terraces and short sleeves are back in style
to show parts of naked flesh
hormone levels are high, I feel itchy between the legs
nights are getting sleepless , tossing and turning on your bed
can´t close an eye before the dawn and touching yourself is futile
cause it´s June again and it´s time for love
don´t be alone now , it..s June again ! Find a boy or a girl to spend the summer in the city
if you´re clever you can catch a ship and sail away to some island
´cause winter will be back soon /and you will be sorry
it´s the time of the season for me, the time to leave the past behind
the time to forgive and forget
the time to find time to begin one more time
´cause it´s June again and it´s time for love
when I saw you dancing I told to myself
you could be this year´s man to spend the summer in the city
and won´t you come home with me? I´m dying to go down on you
and then we could do some spooning
I´ll see you tomorrow and the day after and next week and I start visualising
that I take you in my car to that beach close to my parents´house
where I always go with summertime boyfriends!
thank God it´s June again, thank God it´s June again!
I already know how it goes on, we will take the ship to go to the islands
I will have a taste of your salty back, we will fuck awkwardly in a tent but it feels all-right
we will fall asleep under the stars and we will take loads of photos to tie us together when the first rains come
and as the days grow colder we´ll seek shelter under shared blankets
December is already here and you´ll buy me the best Christmas gift I was ever been given
and what a way to start a New Year, screwing our brains out after a drugged up New Years eve
spring flowers up but doubt already lingers
shall we break up for boredom or a touch of pain?
but can you feel it, can you sense it in the air?
summer´s coming, don´t tell me I have to do it all over again!
it´s June again, and it´s time for love
it´s June again, and it´s time for love
it´s June again, and if you´re still here
that means there is a hope, that means there is a hope
that means there is a hope, that means there is a hope to break this circle
of endless summer boyfriends
but only if you stay till next June, only if you stay till next June.
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Straydog
04:25
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When we met you had a stray dog with you, tied on a leash
You asked me to take you home, I said I couldn't possibly do it
'Cause my parents wouldn´t ever want a stray dog, filthy and full of fleas on their sofa
But I couldn´t resist your brown eyes
So I took in both of you, I took in both of you
Through the back door
You were a stray dog yourself, you were found in the park
Looking hungry and lonely and beaten up
I took you home, tied your wounds, gave you a warm bath and two arms
To hold you through the night, they say when a stray dog looks at you
In his brown eyes you can see his past, his gratitude and unconditional love
And that's how you seemed to look at me, that's how you seemed to look at me
That's how you seemed to look at me.
I had finally a friend to spend the winter with
You liked to play a lot and lick my salty tears
I even put you in my bed, much to my parents complaints
But soon you turned out to be more of a capricious poodle
Than a friendly mongrel and started showing your teeth
I thought I'd found unconditional love but this stray dog bit me hard
So I gave you a kick in the arse, so I gave you a kick in the arse
I gave you a kick in the arse and I let you go
But then we met again, after a long, long time
And once more you were with a stray dog
You asked me to take you home I said no no, no I couldn't do it
'Cause my flatmates wouldn't ever want a dirty canine full of fleas in our home
But as far as I'm concerned, I'd still let you in, I'd still let you in
Through the back door, how could I say no to a stray dog,
How could i say no to a stray dog, how could I say no to a stray dog?
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Transylvania
03:02
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In a land beyond forests, in a land of haunted souls
in a land where the sun never shines I looked for you
in a land of wet dreams, in a land of nightmares
in a land of a thousand nightclubs I looked for you
I drank my heart out, I blew my mind away, I fell asleep on stranger's floors
I met a lot of friends along the way, owls, bats, wolves, foxes and nightingales
and I kept on with a fire inside, inside it´s all inside
and just to see your smile it would make it all worthwile
but how far can I go,how far can I go and will I be the last to know?
I was told that your kiss can kill a man, that your kiss can make the dead ones rise again
I was told that your wings would give me wings to fly above the world and float around
I soon found out that your castle was upon the steepest hill and the rocky path was not to be trusted
so I stayed down blowing my mind away with a fire burning inside, inside, inside, it's all inside
and just to see your smile it could make it all worthwile
but how far can I go, how far can I go, and will I be the last to know?
I´m stuck suspended in Transylvania
and when I realised I hadn't seen the sun for years I knew something was wrong
I knew something was wrong, Goddamn, I was the last to know!
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Some nights are sleepless, some nights you feel so small,
your head is like a ballroom, ghastly thoughts are doing the waltz.
Yellow eyes and pointed ears give shape to all your fears.
On a night like this don´t look under the bed ´cause its scary.
Some nights are ugly, some just rip you to the bone.
Memories are uninvited ghosts in the hours before the dawn,
the hours love falls apart, the hours death pays a visit.
On a night like this your lover said "goodbye..." and it was scary.
Some nights are sleepless, some nights you feel so small,
you are doomed to stay awake and just before the dawn
you will come up with ideas and plans for a brighter future.
After a nights like this you see things more clearly and that´s scary.
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The long-lasting lovers
03:17
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Sometimes I can hardly stand you,
sometimes you'd gladly kill me,
I guess that's the prize we have to pay for being so close.
The way we met was vulgar or magic,
I guess it depends in each one's point of view.
One thing I know is that since that very night
we've never being apart for too long.
Sometimes we get tired, sometimes we get mad
I need more freedom and you need a better man
but in the end of the days we sleep like brothers
and the bed that we lay upon is sacred.
´Cause in a world that's so modern and fast
I'm so glad I found an old-fashioned man
who wants me to to meet his parents
and wants to live with me in a penthouse c
loser to heaven.
I had a terrible dream last night.
our love was the flame of a candle,
a tiny torch in the darkness
it could be put out by the slightest breeze.
I set a fire with it, that way it could not be put out
but the fire grew out of control so we got trapped in flames-
Last thing I saw were your terrified, questioning eyes
"I did not mean to betray us" I said
" I just couldn't watch us fading away so I'd rather die with you,
I 'd rather die with you in flames!"
I woke up with you kissing my face,
you'd never seen me crying so I guess you got worried
"What's the matter baby?" you asked me in your husky voice.
"I don't know...I don't know..."
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Ru Ru I´d love to...
03:58
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Oh I dedicate to you every girl-group song,
every doo-wop song,
anything "moody" or "soulfoul",
anything "swinging", anything "groovy",
the sound of being young, the sound of being in an out of love (and fool!)
the sound of being sixteen (but you´rere not!)
if only you could hold my hand,
only if you´d hold my hand!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru I´d love to but you never seem to care
you always play it cool and this fact I just can't bear.
I don't even recall if we kissed before
or after the Beatles´ song
and I don't remember our ride back home
but I do remember being inside of you,
it felt like heaven, that expression on your face
keeps bringing spring into my step
but you're the wild kind I bet
confusion´s all I ever get.
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru I´d love to, I get high every time we talk
I wanna squeeze and kiss you, I love the way you walk
( but how does he look like?) well, he is pencil-slim,
(aha!) not exactly gorgeous but cute as a boy can be,
(mmm...) he does the shake like no-one does,
(wow!) I wish he would take me out to dance!
he's so smart, he is well-red and knows tons about music (cool!)
and yeah, he is kind of dirty in bed (mmm!)
if I could be in his head
if I could make him understand that...
Oh Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
oh darling our story is all ups and downs,
one minute I'm on fire
next minute you give me the cold shower,
I can never make you stay
nothing but a heartache every day,
Ru Ru I´d love to but you never seem to care
you always play it cool and this fact I just can't bear
you said that we had to stop
I said no, we had not even started
my romantic dreams all gone down the drain
but don't expect from me to cry in the rain.
A good and faithful friend of yours I can always stay. someone just to write music to
one last time I´m telling you, you´ll never ever see me sad and blue.
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! I want a boy like you!
Ru Ru Ru Ru Ru! Oh I´d love to! Oh I´d love to!
Oh I´d love to, pity it won´t be you,
still I dedicate to you every girl-group song,
every doo-wop song.
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Antarctica
04:38
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Ice ice ice ice ice ice ice millions of years old
and all around an ocean full of life
krill and fish and penguins and seabirds and seals and whales
so much life around a cold empty heart, so much life around a cold empty heart
so much life around a cold empty heart, so much life around a cold empty heart
don´t try to heat me up baby, it´s dangerous
the atmosphere is getting warmer, the ice melts
an iceblock was parted from the icecap and collapsed
and 10.00 penguins met death in the cold water
Venice is drowning! Venice is drowning!
Soon Holland will be under waves and what will come next?
oh what will come next, oh what will come next, oh what will come next?
I´ve been sleeping a cold sleep for about a billion years
I´ve been calm and alone for about a billion years
I´ve been without dreams for about a billion years
now what will come next if you keep heating me up like this with your love?
now what will come next if you keep heating me up like this with your love?
now what will come next if you keep heating me up like this with your love?
10.00 penguins met death in the cold for your love
Venice is drowning, soon Holland will be under the waves for your love
the Empire State will be the only thing visible from what used to be Manhattan
and Mount Fuji will be a solemn island in the Pacific Ocean for your love
´cause the whole world is drowning in a wet dream for your love
for your love
so much life around a cold empty heart, so much life around a cold empty heart
and what will come next if you keep heating me up like this,
oh what will come next if you keep heating me up like this with your love?
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I Want To Be There
03:10
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I want to be there when crying will be over
I want to be there when your eyes will be dry again
You´ve been lost for a long time baby
And your head has been full of smoke
You bought fancy new clothes
You bought a ton of records
The latest i-pod, even a flat
But nothing seemed to work
And we had to part, you took the slide down alone
I was not good for you, maybe no-none could be
And you need me to stay away
And it´s so cold, the coldest winter in a million years
But don´t you agree
That the seeds that you´re planting now will flower next spring?
You´re gonna be hunky-dory, baby don´t worry
But let me stay close, simply because
I want to be there when your panda eyes will be from
Dancing all-night long, not from crying
I want to be there when you´ll be shaking your hips on the dancefloor
Just like you did the night we met
And I want to be there when your lips will be forming
That perfect smile that used to light my days
And I want to be there when all the pretty boys in town
Will be falling in love with you just like I´d do
I want to be there
I want to be there
I want to be there
To see your flowers bloom
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Red red red is the sky above the harbour,
I have a dream of sailors and a lady just barely dressed
I have a dream that tastes like oxidized metal
and red wine
and smells of seaweed and sweat.
Corroded iron in my mouth and a rock between my legs
as we get to know each getting drunk in bars
and a minute just before they take us oh, back home
I can hear the lady blonder than an angel singing
la la la la la la la la...
Red, red, red is the sky above the harbour
while the sailors kiss us, the sailors undress us,
they sailors take us far away,
they show us an ocean deep and wide,
they sail us to the end of the world
and did you know the world is not really round at all?
In fact we reached the part where it pours
down down down
into the Universe and we took a glimpse of the abyss
and the minute just before
I let myself fall and die in pleasure
I can hear a lady blonder than an angel singing
la la la la la la la la...
Red, red, red was the sky above the harbour,
now it's black, lit by a killing moon.
The sailors slap us, the sailors beat us!
Blood, sweat, tears and cum, they make me fuck you
my dear lady,
strangely I like it so I keep my hard-on
while one of them is giving me hard time from behind,
the sheets are manic waves
and these men´s bodies Leviathans
but you, like a siren, you can tame the monsters
my dear lady blonder than an angel singing
la la la la la la la la...
Blue, blue, blue now is the sky above the harbour.
I open my eyes but I still can feel my beautiful sailors
with thighs stronger than mine
and arms stronger than mine.
They could suffocate me in a deadly hug but no,
this did not happen to me but a friend came by to see me
he had a blackened eye and he could hardly walk
and sported a wining smile upon his face,
and as the day unfolds I can't wait for the night to come
so I can go to sleep and dream
my sailors and my lady singing
lalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalala
just take me to the end of the world,
just take me to the end of the world
and did you know?
The world is not really round,
the world is not really round at all,
the world is not really round at all!
Red, red, red is the sky above the harbour.
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It seemed so wrong long ago,
it seemed so wrong long ago
even my best friends didn't know,
I had to hide it all inside
it seemed so wrong long ago,
it seemed so wrong long ago,
everything was written in a diary
hidden under the bed.
All top-secrets and thoughts,
swallowed in for so long
oh they built up and caused
a volcanic reaction
a new land is born
and I can't believe I am on it right now.
It doesn't seem wrong anymore, i
t doesn't seem wrong anymore
I'll tell all my friends about it,
the words are just pouring from my mouth
it doesn't seem wrong anymore,
it doesn't seem wrong anymore
to look you straight in the eyes
to bounce like a puppy by your side
no, it doesn't seem that wrong
people are going to say " boy you will get cold"
I know I'll have my fair share of cynicism
but at the moment I can't think of future pains
I am 3 meters tall and crazy and brave.
It is not wrong anymore,
it is not wrong anymore
the way I hold you tight,
the way you drive me crazy all through the night
it is not wrong anymore, it is not wrong, not at all
to say these words I was hiding inside
inside for so long in my diary, can I show it to you?
I saved these three words for you and only for you.
After a thousand years in the dark in the cold ,
I wasted my nails away
but I finally opened a hole
and I´m coming out.
Don't make me say it loud,
it would spoil the moment
just let me come closer and whisper
I love you, I love you, I love you
and it's the first time
we´re coming out in the light,
we´re coming out in the light
we´re coming out in the light,
we´re coming out in the light!
It will end in tears, it won't last for years
but I will never forget the high of this first time,
we're coming out in the light
we're coming out in the light,
we're coming out in the light,
we're coming out in the light!
Don't let it go away, don't let it fade away
don't let it slip away 'cause it's the first time,
the first time, we're coming out in the light!
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Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής πάντα μας βρίσκανε ξύπνιους
Με μια μπύρα στο χέρι στο Σύνταγμα
Πολλά τσιγάρα και πατάτες Μακντόναλντς
Μέχρι να πάει κάτω το αλκοόλ
Κανείς δεν ήθελε να πάει για ύπνο
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής πάντα μας βρίσκανε ξύπνιους
Εγώ να θέλω να πάω βόλτες στην Πλάκα
Να δω τη πόλη από ψηλά μες στο φώς
Κι εσύ να λες πως λείπουν οι δικοί σου
Να πάμε σπίτι για να φάμε και να πιούμε
Και να ακούσουμε μουσική, να δούμε ταινίες
Να βάλουμε τα ρούχα της αδελφής σου
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής στην Αθήνα
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής πάντα με βρίσκανε ξύπνιο
Σ'ένα ταξί για το σπίτι των γονιών μου
Και είναι ατέλειωτη η παραλιακή
Οταν άνοιγα την πόρτα συνηθως ήταν ξύπνιοι
Με κοιτάζανε με ματια σκοτεινά
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής πάντα με βρίσκανε ξύπνιο
Να ακούω από δπιλα τη θεόμουρλη θεία μου
Να βρίζει όλο λύσσα τον έρημο τον θείο μου
"Α να χαθείς παλόγερε, αλήτη, εγώ πεινάω
Κι εσύ τα δίνεις στις πουτάνες!"
Καθόμουνα και τα άκουγα ξύπνιος στο κρεβάτι
Να μπλέκουν με τη λειτουργεία στην τηλεόραση
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής στην Αθήνα
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής πάντα με βρίσκανε ξύπνιο
Δίπλα σε κάποιο κορμί κάπου στον Πειραιά
Νέα Φιλαδέλφεια, Πατήσια, Παγκράτι
Ηξερα πως δε θα κρατούσε για πολύ
Κι έτσι ρουφούσα αχόρταγα
Τη ρυθμική του αναπνοή
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής πάντα με βρίσκουνε ξύπνιο
Τώρα πια οι φίλοι μένουν όλοι στο κέντρο
Δε θα χρειαζόταν καν να πάρω ταξί
Ομως δε μένω πια εγώ εκεί
Και εκεί που βρίσκομαι δεν πάω στα Μακντόναλντς
Μου φέρνουν αηδία, οι πατάτες τους
Εχουνε μόνο αξία στο Σύνταγμα με φίλους
Τα πρωινά της Κυριακής στην Αθήνα.
Sunday mornings would find us awake
In Syntagma Square with a beer in our hand
Loads of cigarettes and french fries from MacDonalds
Nobody wanted to go to bed before the alcohol had faded away
Sunday mornings would find us awake
I would want to go for a walk in Plaka
To see the city from the heights, bathed in light
And you would insist that your parents were away
That we should go home to eat and drink
And dress up with your sister’s clothes
On Sunday mornings in Athens
Sunday mornings would find me awake
In a taxi going back to my parent’s place
And the motorway is endless
When I would open the door they were usually awake
Staring at me with darkened eyes
Sunday mornings would find me awake
Listening to my crazy aunt
Shouting at my poor uncle
“Go to hell you scum, I am hungry
and you give it all to the whores!”
I would listen to all that awake in my bed
Mingling with the mass on the TV
On Sunday mornings in Athens
Sunday mornings would find me awake
Beside somebody somewhere in Pireas
Nea Filadelfia, Patisia, Pagrati
I knew it would not last for long
So I would inhale insatiably his rhythmical breath
Sunday morning still find me awake
Now all my friends live in the city center
I would not even need to catch a cab
But I do not live back there anymore
And where I am I never eat at MacDonalds
They are disgusting, their french fries only matter
in Syntagma square, with friends
On Sunday mornings in Athens.
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Euroyeyé
04:47
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Outside the discoteque,
it´s early morning,
people all around us seem
as if they´d stepped out of a time warp.
Look at the beach, the tide is low,
the first brave swimmers have arrived,
the water is cold here in the north
but they don´t seem to be afraid.
It´s the time all lovers should go home
to do some spooning and kissing and hugging,
it´s the time I thought I´d spend with you
but you said no, no, no, no.
I said I can´t give it to just anybody
you said you can´t do a thing about it.
Walking me towards the taxi,
as we´re fighting endlessly,
both of us with an exploding head,
your cruel words crash the morning silence.
You said I made the movie myself.
I´ll have to pay the consequences,
under a cloudy sky and with a yé yé soundtrack
finals curtains falling.
I said I can´t give it to just anybody
you said you can´t do a thing about it,
no, no, no...
Back at the beach
the tide is low
some more swimmers have arrived,
some alone, some with their dogs,
they´re not afraid of the cold water.
And like a dog myself,
all wet and cold and shivering,
mumbling some "what a pity"
before taking the cab back home alone.
I said I can´t give it to just anybody
you said you couldn´t do a damn thing about it.
So I guess I should thank you for opening my eyes
for not letting me long for something you´ll never give me, is it a goodbye?
I´d say yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
I´d say yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
I´d say yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah!
me, is it a goodbye?
I´d say yeah yeah!
goodbye yeah yeah!
Bloody euroyeyé.
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When they turn on the lights
The fun of the century will be over
The mess on our faces will keep glowing
I like you most with these tired eyes and sweaty hair
How long will the wild years be ahead of us?
Have I ever told you
That my real aim was to
Take you into the light
Wrap you into my coat and take you home
And read you bedroom poetry
Bedroom poetry, bedroom poetry
Outside the sun is already the king
All the night creatures scared of the light
With empty eyes and crazy smiles
They yearn for the next party to go to
But we´re lucky baby, aren´t we
To walk together through morning streets
Have I ever shown you that my real aim was to
Take you inside an empty church
And listen to the pipe organ
Waltz you under a morning rain
Dry your eyes and walk you home
To read you bedroom poetry
Bedroom poetry, bedroom poetry
That´s what I´ll do
When all the nightclubs will close down
dry your eyes and walk you home
to read you bedroom poetry,
bedroom poetry, bedroom poetry,
that´s what I´ll do
when all the night clubs will close down.
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Evripidis and his Tragedies Barcelona, Spain
Evripidis and His Tragedies is Evripidis Sabatis. The "Tragedies" are the devastating, confessional, self-sarcastic, darkly humorous songs that draw on his classical piano training, queer sensibility and storytelling skills to examine and own up to the vicissitudes of life. Evripidis' pop inclinations take us for a bumpy, dancey ride across the fine line between tragedy and joie de vivre. ... more
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Bittersweet synth pop perfection to dance to with tears in your eyes
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A cute, nerdy and queer indie-pop gem
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Así es como escapó
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My favourite Spanish pop band, witty and sensitive at the same time.
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