Close 2 U

The night seems to have been invented especially for flirting - lazy, with a predatory smile, smelling of expensive perfume and strangers' glances. The dance floor shimmers with lights, and nothing else matters anymore: only music, skin, breath, rhythm. It's not about feelings, it's about attraction, confident and a little cheeky - when words are only needed to emphasise the silence between movements.

There is a sweetness of anticipation in this sound, when the body speaks before the mind, and every ooou baby sounds like a promise made without witnesses. Everything is extremely simple and therefore so dangerous - like an evening that began with a smile across a glass and ended somewhere between desire and morning light.