Aquilone Grattacielo Dj Mix
Spencer Clark’s Pacific City Discs present mixtape of poolside frutti tutti from the Italian coast, conjured by fantasy writer and poet Francesco Cavaliere
Apparently conceived during a vacation to his childhood haunt, Tata del Pirata, on the Mediterranean coast, Cavaliere ushers a dream sequence spanning lemony slices of ambient, Balearic wooze, Disneyfied glitter, sun-kissed keys and genteel, Franco Falsini-esque guitar breeze wreathed into an effortless selection for daydreaming, poolside frolics, and suchlike.
“I was at Shangri-La and a boy and girl from the bathhouse in silver swimsuits and sand-colored streaks waved me over with a drink and asked me if I would like to DJ the next day during my lesson on the beach at Tana del Pirata! I then and there I laughed but then I accepted (I had nothing at home just my mp3 player and a Nokia with music inside) The next day there was a little wind on the beach and the umbrellas swayed to the left. From the heat they could catch fire, white flames, instead the sea was rough and that wind with very long wrists cheered us up, blowing gaseous clouds in our faces. Perfect for the day ahead. After the first few pieces, I began to see that a group of kids jumped into the adjacent pool trying flips bombs and candle dives. Someone at the bar was playing Altered Beast .. so sipping a drink with ice I imagined DJ werewolf repeating catchy pieces while a kite half cobra half skyscraper inflated above us.” - Francesco Cavaliere.
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Spencer Clark’s Pacific City Discs present mixtape of poolside frutti tutti from the Italian coast, conjured by fantasy writer and poet Francesco Cavaliere
Apparently conceived during a vacation to his childhood haunt, Tata del Pirata, on the Mediterranean coast, Cavaliere ushers a dream sequence spanning lemony slices of ambient, Balearic wooze, Disneyfied glitter, sun-kissed keys and genteel, Franco Falsini-esque guitar breeze wreathed into an effortless selection for daydreaming, poolside frolics, and suchlike.
“I was at Shangri-La and a boy and girl from the bathhouse in silver swimsuits and sand-colored streaks waved me over with a drink and asked me if I would like to DJ the next day during my lesson on the beach at Tana del Pirata! I then and there I laughed but then I accepted (I had nothing at home just my mp3 player and a Nokia with music inside) The next day there was a little wind on the beach and the umbrellas swayed to the left. From the heat they could catch fire, white flames, instead the sea was rough and that wind with very long wrists cheered us up, blowing gaseous clouds in our faces. Perfect for the day ahead. After the first few pieces, I began to see that a group of kids jumped into the adjacent pool trying flips bombs and candle dives. Someone at the bar was playing Altered Beast .. so sipping a drink with ice I imagined DJ werewolf repeating catchy pieces while a kite half cobra half skyscraper inflated above us.” - Francesco Cavaliere.