Sad Pop of everyday life. Lyrics stolen from poets around. Nearby because they come on the discs we hear. Nearby because them are written by friends we meet to have a coffee. ** Songs with lemon and honey **. Honey from the catchy chord wheel that accompanies you when you leave home testing. Lemon from the cracked sound of the strings and dishes. Lemon of aphonia.** Why Conxita? ** A friend of ours called thus and did not like his name, he seemed a name for a older woman. He got a new one and gave us the old. This is our way of including a little grandparents that are no longer …
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