Silver Lining (with Sauce Walka)

A night of bragging at full throttle: Lamborghinis, Louis jeans, jokes about codeine, and at the same time, a subtle memory of the places where it all began. The voice walks the black and gold line between self-assured luxury and street truth: bragging alongside weariness and a strange warmth towards one's own. At times it sounds like a lesson to the rich, at times like a reprimand to himself: ‘hold on, don't forget, pay for your life.’ Ironic, noisy and, suddenly, homely truthful - for those evenings when you want to show off and remember where you come from.