After selling my guitar (to buy the ticket for the tour in Europe with Peur), I was focused on my electronic music project without playing guitar or screaming for a while.
last Friday I bought a guitar at a ridiculous price, with rusty strings, pegs that can not stand two chords without detouring, the guy who sold it to me said he sold it because it was garbage and he wanted to buy a new play station, nice guy.

Saturday night while we took a break to mix the Migret record. I plugged the guitar into the computer and started playing for a while just for fun, but something happened to me, something that was inside of me came out, 3 hours later I finished this Ep.
After recording the songs, even without the voices, I felt that something was released inside of me, all those things that human language can not decipher, things that I did not know were there inside.
Seldom did I have such a cathartic feeling as when I completed the demo.
I am happy to be able to share this Ep of presentation with you.
Thanks to Betsy and Emma for their voices.
Thanks to Luciana for giving me the photo for art.
 I do not know if this project will remain alive or not, I just know that it was necessary.
The text that Emma reads in the first and last song is this one.

Where is the blood that flowed in your veins, which the birds of the sky fell in love with?
There is no way that the wheel is casual, you have fallen, they have lied to you but you
love the taste of their food.
I've promised you bread and shelter but it was not enough, after all nobody wants to be a lily
of the field, we want companies, cars, houses, iPhones, masks that show our happiness,
restaurants, vacations, things, things, things, things, new cases, serious golden. It sounds like
you 've given up.
You joined the side of the good ones, it turned out that they did not have empathy, but you
did not denounce them.
(My hands tremble, the paper moistens) You became apathetic. Mammon, he is not dead.
king Mammon, you love the noise of his parties, the smell of his banquets, you feel like
the main guest.
I thought you were upset when you arrived at the palace and saw that everyone was invited
as the main guest. I looked behind your eyelids for the one that we knew, but you were not
There, you looked at me and told me: the food was free, although it was sacrificed to Mammon, the important thing is that it was free.
Now a couple of years later you wonder why heartburn became cancer.
 
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Despues de vender mi guitarra( para poder comprar el ticket para el tour en europa con peur), estuve concentrado en mi proyecto de musica electronica sin tocar guitarra ni gritar por un tiempo.
el viernes pasado compre una guitarra a un precio ridiculo, con cuerdas oxidadas, clavijas que no soportan dos acordes sin desafinarse, El tipo que me la vendio dijo que la vendia porque era basura y queria comprarse una nueva play station, chico agradable.

El sabado a la noche mientras nos tomabamos un recreo de mezclar el disco de Migret. Enchufe la guitarra a la compu y me puse a tocar un rato solo por diversion, pero algo me sucedio, algo que estaba adentro mio salio, 3 horas despues termine este ep.
Despues de grabar las canciones, aun sin las voces, sentia que algo se libero dentro mio, todas aquellas cosas que el lenguaje humano no puede descifrar , cosas que no sabia que estaban ahi dentro.
Pocas veces tuve una sensacion tan cathartica como cuando complete el demo.
Estoy feliz de poder compartir este ep de presentacion con uds.
Gracias a Betsy y Emma por sus voces.
Gracias a Luciana por regalarme la foto para el arte.
nose si este proyecto seguira vivo o no, solo se que fue necesario.
El texto que lee Emma en la primera y ultima cancion es este.

Where is the blood that flowed in your veins, which the birds of the sky fell in love with?
There is no way that the wheel is casual, you have fallen, they have lied to you but you
love the taste of their food.
He promised you bread and shelter but it was not enough, after all nobody wants to be a lily
of the field, we want companies, cars, houses, iPhones, masks that show our happiness,
restaurants, vacations, things, things, things, things, new cases, golden graves. It sounds like
you 've given up.
you joined the side of the good ones, it turned out that they did not have empathy, but you
did not denounce them.
(My hands tremble, the paper moistens) You became apathetic. Mammon, he is not dead.
king Mammon, you love the noise of his parties, the smell of his banquets, you feel like
the main guest.
I thought you were upset when you arrived at the palace and saw that everyone was invited
as the main guest. i looked behind your eyelids for the one that we knew, but you were not
there, you looked at me and told me : the food was free, although it was sacrificed to Mammon, the important thing is that it was free.
Now a couple of years later you wonder why heartburn became cancer.