The Dub
It's a time that kicks off.
It's a time that kicks off.
_One hundred heads swinging, between the alienation of flying disks
and that submerged world that undermines every sense.
_The modern man hidden behind his Ego,
pumps his intentions by increasing the BPM.
_Flying baths escape from ceramic reality,
sanitary rhetoric of pissing off the cup.
_Swollen dolls of low self-esteem fall into oblivion of the underground.
_The 24 hours of a White Rabbit shrink in increasingly small hours.
In the night the Ghosts of that wardrobe look for a spot on the dancefloor.
In the night the Ghosts of that wardrobe look for a spot on the dancefloor.
_Dog that bites can’t bark.
Helium.
Special thanks:
- Dario aka Sprint.it for the total availability of the tools and the work area.
- Daniele aka danieledisturco.com for patience, patience and patience!
- Claudio Coccoluto for opening his house and tailor made the soundtrack.
- Dario aka Sprint.it for the total availability of the tools and the work area.
- Daniele aka danieledisturco.com for patience, patience and patience!
- Claudio Coccoluto for opening his house and tailor made the soundtrack.
