It's a record that would also make Count Dracula smile. Simply put, the melodies of the voice have followed the path of Paul Simon’s famous Graceland, but the sound of the 1980s has passed through the coffee filter. Don’t expect an excessive synthesizer, they have pressed the keys intermittently and only when necessary. Much of the grace lies in the simplicity of the guitars and the play of the drums. What they do seems very simple, easy to penetrate through the ear, but it seems that the rhythmic basis of each song has been cultivated. A certain air, I don’t know, can be detected in the batteries of the eleven songs that make up the album, on which they have built their pop melodies. Maybe that’s the contribution they have made to the indie scene, I don’t know the most original, but at least the most interesting.

I left the garlic for the end. The singer’s voice tends to crack in the notes above and because of this, the more auditions you make, the more repetitive the album will become. Peccata minuta for these four young people who have brought something, I don’t know, different between the Anglo-Saxon groups that seem to have been made with the same clay lately. See if they are not successful. It would be a pity that the time it has taken to cultivate this record, forced by the criminal rhythms of the industry, is not taken in the offspring.