Is Ian Kelly soluble in the Magneto Trio? The question is no longer asked. The essay has been converted, the group responding to the name of Mr. Chandler exists for itself, and the four lads cohabit permanently in the big head in boxer shorts which represents the entity, between space capsule and undressed Humpty Dumpty: Ian and his falsetto, Mario Légaré the embodied groove, Rick Haworth and his guitar shop, Sylvain Clavettem the thousand-stroke engine. The ten songs proposed are indivisible, faith of Mr. Chandler, observer of the planetary mess, who took the door and arrives In Porto. Findings: there is The millionaires, which widen the gap. There is The bees, which fall, dirty fate for the flowers. And there is not much left in South America: witness The Amazonian desert. Latent sadness in these haunting tunes, yet beautiful and soft, with harmonious refrains which raise like cries for help and crescendos which await answers. Is there anyone in Porto?
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