What you are about to hear is a photograph taken over 20 years ago when the two of us met. The scenario is the Italian countryside: lovely you might say but also desolate and grey especially for two kids that were, so to say, out of Step with the world. We found salvation in the afternoons spent together spinning records, listening frantically to everything that in those years excited us and that pushed us to play together. Entire afternoons in our respective bedrooms, 40 kilometers from each other, sometimes without talking but just listening to dozens of records. Almost every day and it was never enough. It is not yet enough but it is perhaps correct to declare that it is under the sign of those afternoon that Ninos Du Brasil began.
What you are about to hear is a photograph taken over 20 years ago when the two of us met. The scenario is the Italian countryside: lovely you might say but also desolate and grey especially for two kids that were, so to say, out of Step with the world. We found salvation in the afternoons spent together spinning records, listening frantically to everything that in those years excited us and that pushed us to play together. Entire afternoons in our respective bedrooms, 40 kilometers from each other, sometimes without talking but just listening to dozens of records. Almost every day and it was never enough. It is not yet enough but it is perhaps correct to declare that it is under the sign of those afternoon that Ninos Du Brasil began.
