Warmest Winter - EP

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three songs written with passion and a drive to make music. hopefully you - the listener - will enjoy it.

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released June 24, 2015

All lyrics written by Tiago Duarte Dias.

Electric guitar, bass guitar, synthesizer, glockenspiel, vocals - Tiago Dias
Drums in track 2 - Alex
Drum editing and sequencing in tracks 1 and 3 - Daniel Barreto, Tiago Dias

Recorded at Tiago's studio in Niterói
Mixing and mastering - Daniel Barreto & André Barreto at Dandrestudio
Cover art - Leandro Dittz

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Warmest Winter Niteroi, Brazil

www.facebook.com/warmestwintertheband

Warmest Winter is a postpunk/shoegaze band from Brazil whose members are Tiago Duarte Dias, Denny Visser, Luiz Badia and Daniel Vellutini.

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Track Name: Rio de Janeiro (From Across the Bay)
He put a bullet on his head
it didn't make the headlines
Instead all he got was a short note
on the sixteenth page of a newspaper
no one reads no more
oooh, they don’t read no more

She's had only one lover
all others men were just for pleasure
then he left for the Red Cross
he’s now in Sudan saving lives
and she wishes he wasn’t so selfless
oooh, why is he so selfish?

this city is beyond my grasp
but there’s something to her that lingers on
part of it is being a part of the scenery
part of it is having nowhere to go

He was a prophet of doom,
eagerly lusting for all to end
instead all he got was a string of new days
that failed to end with mankind
though one day he'll be right
and savour his victory with pride

I’m an ambitious go-getter
climbing letters that will be kicked
hung out to dry by strangers
whose expressions are the same
I’ll keep banging my head on walls
Until they finally come down

this city is beyond my grasp
but there’s something to her that lingers on
part of it is being a part of the scenery
part of it is having nowhere to go
Track Name: Prague, 1968
You would twist like a cat
When I would lay my lips upon your skin
You would believe all of my lies
As if truth were merely a dream

And all the hopes we carried
Would carry us all along the way
We would leave each day
as if living were merely a play

Darling,
You're just like a widow
Who lost its hope
But not its beauty

I miss your smile when I run out of faith
I miss the tomorrows we built yesterday
When all the shades we saw weren't so gray
Within the choices we had, we could have our own way

Such a lovely spring it was back then
Voices on the radio speaking of freedom
Silenced by the many helmets that came
we sat down quietly as our dreams left our hands

Darling,
You're just like a widow
Who lost its hope
But not its beauty
Track Name: Daughter of a Civil Servant from the Ministry of War
Somewhere, honey, there’s a fear I hide
Trapped in a shelter, where desires collide
Somewhere, honey, there’s a a lot that passes
but not all gets to become our past

Somewhere, honey, beneath your dark eyes
Lays the holy power to dissimulate
Somewhere, honey, while I braid your hair
you weight your gains and seal my fate

(você era tão bela
pra mim tão temível,
ao mesmo tempo,
tão singela.
você já era mais mulher,
do que eu jamais fora,
ou serei,
homem.)

The night reeks of temptation and doubts
A pinch of irony in my damnation and fault
I saw nothing between us, but you were above
in an acetic world; a glimpse of love