Pretender

The song seems to be woven from applause, shouts and a melody that is more like flashes of light than neat notes. It is not about meanings and complex stories, but about the moment itself - when the audience sings along not even to the words, but to the sounds, and this ‘oo-oo’ becomes a common language.

There is something about it that reminds one of a summer festival: it is hot, noisy, a little chaotic, but that makes it even more joyful. The music rushes in waves - sometimes lifting you up, sometimes taking your breath away, and then picking up again, making it impossible to stand still. It is pure energy that needs no translation.