But you feel a song, but happens to you, but it affects you, you can not understand. Beyond Pop Tripi, broccoli and audiovisual material, Cats Olive Rawayana, today more than ever is one of the most serious, effective and necessary in this Venezuelan group songs.
This song came to me several years ago, I think when I was halfway through college career, he had an incredible boom Venezuelan bands, not only for being a topic of conversation but by the support for these, and the desire to make country through culture, music, so I felt it. Currently there are still people who still committed to continue making music, despite the most adverse conditions, and this a fact that goes beyond music.
While music is a reflection of society, will gather all the good or bad of it.
No doubt a sabrocito sound, like all his songs, but with a strong letter, and then not pay attention only to two sentences, as when one wants to hear what suits you.
The first "If you want help, nobody offers it. This is my world," the second "And my whole society together take pa arriba"
Well, until then it was that song, in the trunk of my memories, until today.
olive or other color cats, cats end, hiding in fear of pain.
A song about that very reason, that feeling of being imprisoned so long, walking sleepily not differentiate between routine which should not be habitual, a song that can easily defirnir the album "License To Be Free"
Music perhaps, the only way to wake up, to leave, to leave the world usually desagrdable by one more sabrocito, the duration of the song.
The band meanwhile, created RawayanaLand, the place to go while listening to the disc. More details about Broccoli and this island, only to esuchar music.
