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About Bilbao

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and hate, my friend, leads to some dark tunes! I’m spinnin’ this like a Music Editor, vibin’ to “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days” – that flick’s grim, yo. Makes me think of findin’ a prostitute in some shady Romanian backstreet, all tense and desperate like Otilia runnin’ round for her friend’s mess. “Be careful, Gabita!” – swap that for “Watch out, mate, she’s chargin’ double!” Ha!

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Now, what really makes Redovan (es) sing is the neighborhood of La Luz. It's proper eclectic, mate – you'll see street art splattered like an 8-year-old's tantrum all over Calle del Viento, and that’s real creative expressiveness if ya ask me. One time, I sat there by the "Zen Garden of Daze" (yeah, I made that name up, ya idiot sandwich) and mumbled “This is it, this is friggin’ nirvana” while watching life pass by. Inspiring!

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