A set of vibrations:
It's action, it's samba, it's a seductive dance.
It has the warmth of an intimate ballad, the sweet words of a lover who was there first and now, slowly, fades inexorably toward a cry of pain; the violence of the voice and the electronic instruments used each time toward a true climax, without sweetened sounds.
It's energy coursing through cables and microphones; heartfelt movement; psychedelic poetry unafraid of its own death, constantly renewing itself through improvisation.
This is Villa Panico.
