“The monster lures” - Art by Clover

“Monster” by Jose Manuel Conde Prol [Clover] is licensed under a Creative Commons Reconocimiento-NoComercial-SinObraDerivada 3.0 Unported License.
“The monster lures” - Art by Clover

“Monster” by Jose Manuel Conde Prol [Clover] is licensed under a Creative Commons Reconocimiento-NoComercial-SinObraDerivada 3.0 Unported License.
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“Sometimes” - Art by Clover
Sometimes by J.M. Conde Prol [Clover] is licensed under a Creative Commons Reconocimiento-NoComercial-SinObraDerivada 3.0 Unported License.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmd5ilFLhb1qduj5ho1_500.jpg)
“Sometimes” - Art by Clover
Sometimes by J.M. Conde Prol [Clover] is licensed under a Creative Commons Reconocimiento-NoComercial-SinObraDerivada 3.0 Unported License.
Honey † Cold cave | Clover Stolen Beats
My new sounds
Hi!!! I’m glad to introduces you our band, Clover… Recently we’ve finished our debut album, “The Stolen Beats”, a psychedelic one hour trip to the deepest corners of human mind…
“The Stolen Beats” was recorded 9 of April 2011 at Nelo’s home, one take, no cuts; only vocals were overdubbed. In order to respect the spirit of our trip we’ve decided not to split the record in different tracks (nevertheless, we named each part as a narrative experience, and in some cases we split it for uploading-sharing reasons). There’s no beginning without end, nor ending without a begin…
Clover are: Nelo (Sampler; Guitar; Voices) & Jose Manuel Conde Prol (Guitar)
Enjoy the trip!!!
Free download of the full album without cuts!!!
http://www.mediafire.com/?jiph449ceba8hir
More info & Contact:
http://allclovers.bandcamp.com/
http://www.facebook.com/allclovers
http://www.myspace.com/allclovers
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Water echoes † Loaded guns | Clover Stolen Beats
My new sounds
Hey maaan! Everybody shut up! Tom is taking the floor!!!
and romeo says hey man gimme a cigarette
and they all reach for their pack
and frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back
and throws bottle at a milk truck
and as it breaks he grabs his nuts
and they all know they could be just like romeo
if they only had the guts
«Por eso vivía sin más continuidad que la del día a día, la del yo a yo. Día a día de las mujeres, día a día de la virtud o del vicio, día a día como los perros, pero yo mismo todos los días, sólido, en mi sitio. Avanzaba así por la superficie de la vida, sobre las palabras, por decirlo de algún modo, nunca sobre la realidad. ¡Tantos libros apenas leídos, tantos amigos apenas amados, tantas ciudades apenas visitadas, tantas mujeres apenas poseídas! Hacía gestos por aburrimiento o por distracción. Los seres pasaban, querían agarrarse, pero no encontraban asidero y era una desgracfia. Para ellos. Porque en cuanto a mí, yo lo olvidaba. Nunca me acordé más que de mí mismo.»
Albert Camus, La caída