Born in Montreal, studying in Brussels, confined to Paris, Peter Pan Pan reflected on some memories during this global break. To escape the loneliness of a too-small studio, he sings on his bed, enlarges the walls with synthesizers, invoking the melancholic pop of Radiohead or Eels, the excitation of Animal Collective or MGMT. A first EP like an invitation to dance, to dream, and carelessness.
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