Ana Tijoux & Dj Dacel - VINOS Y VINILOS

I just need a glass of wine served at the table, a conversation, a good

vinyl, Linen needle grazing the red wine. On my lips, I feel sips of sound

in perfect vice. 45 straight to my ear, perfect mix, my head, the train is

my vice. Rhythm, harvest, total cold, the

fine cut. TJ, this is a gem. Drop by drop, each drop is noticed, transforming,

savoring music that enters through the mouth. Uncork life between love and laughter, cheers, cheers,

it sounds and to Santa Maria the tiyas, Jasma das el matic de nas, a

bit of Tribe, even Slum Village. Another bottle on my palate. Let's listen a bit.

Termeto Pascual. Detours. Vinyls, books,

shines, and always with friends. Cheers to mine, the dead, the rivers. It's family, always

at a fixed point. Fine wines, books, shines, and delirium, madness. Crystal Wat. Always with

friends. Cheers to mine, the dead, the living. It's family, always at a fixed point.

Do

you feel the rhythm? Let's open bottles of Angelo with pine. Paladins. Mino, fucking batujero.

Perfect flow, fine nectar to the senses. Only the solo tastes fine to me. Noir

wine, Blackstar Gangstar. Palate. Legends never die. Always on my altar. Lives in me, feeds

alchemy, elixir without haste, score of rhymes, sweating dopamine. Long drinks, sips of Chardonnay that

resonate with me. A touch of harvest was worth it. It ignites my senses, I

surrender to this mix. Come on, peace, peace, turn on the turntable now. Detours. Vinyls,

books, shines, and delirium, madness. Crystal W. Always with friends. Cheers to mine, the dead,

the rivers. It's family, always at a fixed point. Fine destinations, books, shines, and rivers,

madness, health. Always with friends. Cheers to mine, the dead, the possessed. It's family, always

at a fixed

point. Take home.