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First single from Futbolín Ep out in October 2015 (Cd, casette and digital) for V4V-Records (IT) http://www.v4v-records.it/ https://www.facebook.com/v4v.records?... CD here: http://bit.ly/1LJtFYO Spotify: http://spoti.fi/1MxK7Gj iTunes: http://apple.co/1ZPa51H Amazon: http://amzn.to/1khKyxK Google Play: http://bit.ly/1PTNRtr "Futbolín" è la parola scritta su un post-it attaccato ad un vecchio calcetto di legno. Una sera, a Verona, tre ragazzi entrano furtivamente in un palazzo dopo aver visto entrare delle studentesse erasmus, e lì, in un sottoscala, lo trovano. In un certo senso c'è tutto in quel calcetto: i ricordi di un'infanzia, le piccole vittorie, le piccole sconfitte, colori ormai ridotti in croste. Come le canzoni che stanno suonando in sala prove con una chitarra, una batteria e delle tastiere giocattolo. Futbolín era un calcetto, ma da oggi anche una band di tre amici. Screamo nervoso dal veneto. Futbolín” was the word written on a post-it on an old wooden table-football. One night, in Verona, three guys got into a palace sneakily after seeing some girls - who were Erasmus students- getting there, and then, in the basement , they found it. In some sense, there's everything in that table-football: childhood memories, little victories and little failures, colours that now are just caked. Like the songs they're playing now with a guitar, with the drums and a toy keyboard.Futbolín was a table-football, but from now on it is also a band of three friends. Nervous screamo from Verona. https://www.facebook.com/futbolinis?f... Lyrics Girl, would you shave my skin? Boy, would you light my dream? Hand in hand to expose, eyes to eyes to implore. Plywood's tear. Paper's blink. Another night will hug us and I could trust again in the beginning of the end of puberty. See the stars. See my scars. Together we're building this relationship without bricks. Together we're building this relationship with no bricks. Hand in hand to ignore, eyes to eyes to explode. If you leave me now or never. If you leave me here and now