Fode Comigo

Some parties don't start with an invitation, but with a confident ‘ela sabe’. When there's no need to explain who's ‘pinchada’ and why people in trainers don't walk on the pavement, but right through the heart of the neighbourhood.

The track sounds like a Friday night in your favourite part of town - with heavy bass, a light gait, and dancing that's more about character than plasticity. Here, people aren't shy, they don't ask ‘may I?’ and they don't think about what others might think.

The pulse is like a motorbike, the phrases are like those heard in a doorway, and the flirting is strictly ‘sem se explicar’. Everything is business. Everything is love. Or almost.