SOMOS TÚ (split) Picore​+​FamileaMiranda​+​Lyssa​+​OTK (2012)

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Picore tracks: "Cuerpos y fuerzas" & "Paralímpico". Recorded @ Puk! (Zaragoza) by Cristean Barros, mixed with César Verdú & mastered @ Vaccum Mastering by Javi Roldón -2011.

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released November 1, 2012

Picore (Zaragoza), Familea Miranda (Barcelona), Lyssa (Prague) & OTK (Prague). Edition by Silver Rocket (Prague), Miranada Discos (Chile-Barcelona) & Conlasuñas (Zaragoza). 2012. Fuck yeah.

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PICORE Aragon, Spain

Trance-rock-5-piece-quartet: 13 years old, 5 albums, heterodox vocation, good manners, allergy to rock stars and a resistant odometer.
Incredible deformed rock songs. Minutely detailed, weirdly angled and yet amazingly fun and danceable -reorganising your cerebrum and making your body move around in a weird and very good way `[Dalston family, London-UK]
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Track Name: CUERPOS Y FUERZAS
cuerpos y fuerzas.
mi mala conciercia, sus cuatro paredes, qué ganas tienen.
te presentamos el dolor de tu vida y
elegiremos un color cada día.
sospechas ilustres, muchas y peores, qué ganas tienen.
elegiremos un color cada día.

bodies and forces.
my sense of guilt, its four walls, how eager they are.
we present to you the pain of your life.
for every day we’ll choose a colour.
illustrious suspicions, many and worse, how eager they are.
for every day we’ll choose a colour.
Track Name: PARALÍMPICO
paralímpico.
sin anestesia, tu lotería... qué pena.
un disparate tan inmediato... qué pena.
sus precipicios son invenciones... qué pena.
puestos a pedir, pidan lo que no les voy a dar.
puestos a mirar, miren lo que puedan ver mejor.
puestos a pedir, pidan lo que no les voy a dar.
puestos a llorar...
si guardas alfileres entre los dedos,
mi silencio te va a hacer falta...
te va a hacer falta.

paralympion.
without anaesthetic, your lottery... what a pity.
a disparity so apparent... what a pity.
their precipices are inventions... what a pity.
since you’re asking, ask for what I’m not gonna give.
since you’re looking, look at what you can see best.
since you’re crying...
if you’re going to hide needles between your fingers,
my silence you’ll need it...
you’ll need it.