Memories Of Unfamiliar Clubs by Valeria Croft, Masupilami
Valeria Croft, Masupilami
Preview: Guests At The Temple (Valeria Croft Remix)
— Watch out, don’t trip over the gnome! — Why’s he getting in the way? — Haha, follow me! — Oh, you’re in trouble now — I’m coming after you! Playing a set in the techno capital is prestigious, but it can be demanding. Even a roaring crowd may not fully recharge you. But not for Needle and Plate. Spontaneity has always been the hallmark of this unstoppable duo. A few inspiring photos were all it took to book a flight to a neighbouring country. Now they were playing tag hopping from a cobblestone to a cobblestone like those were some tiny islands. Narrow streets guided them through vibrant facades, terraces, bridges, and graffiti walls. A bottle of Soplica in hand meant that this evening was bound to be something special. Their urban quest eventually came to an end, giving way to the magic of a neon-lit courtyard, and then to a serene riverside view. Warm air, the quacking of ducks, and the laughter of passersby slowed down the time itself. Needle and Plate sat silently watching the city lights ripple across the water. “Sometimes spontaneous decisions bring the best stories,” Needle said softly. Like a rare track played only once, Wrocław would forever remain not just a place, but a feeling.
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Guests At The Temple (Valeria Croft Remix)
Masupilami, Valeria Croft
Swoy Boy
Masupilami
Memories Of Unfamiliar Clubs
Masupilami
Guests At The Temple
Masupilami
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— Watch out, don’t trip over the gnome! — Why’s he getting in the way? — Haha, follow me! — Oh, you’re in trouble now — I’m coming after you! Playing a set in the techno capital is prestigious, but it can be demanding. Even a roaring crowd may not fully recharge you. But not for Needle and Plate. Spontaneity has always been the hallmark of this unstoppable duo. A few inspiring photos were all it took to book a flight to a neighbouring country. Now they were playing tag hopping from a cobblestone to a cobblestone like those were some tiny islands. Narrow streets guided them through vibrant facades, terraces, bridges, and graffiti walls. A bottle of Soplica in hand meant that this evening was bound to be something special. Their urban quest eventually came to an end, giving way to the magic of a neon-lit courtyard, and then to a serene riverside view. Warm air, the quacking of ducks, and the laughter of passersby slowed down the time itself. Needle and Plate sat silently watching the city lights ripple across the water. “Sometimes spontaneous decisions bring the best stories,” Needle said softly. Like a rare track played only once, Wrocław would forever remain not just a place, but a feeling.
