Here’s to lust, a playlist to spoil all your spirited souls. Eartha Kitt’s powerful laughter steers you closer to the sexy evil inside of you. There are no compromises, only reckless tenderness to reminisce Italian Baroque as we touch the sophisticated, impressive Moog modular synth. Interfaces, blatant, through the red lips of Souad Mouhamad and a silence, always complicit and elusive, we find each other floating on the red sea, staring at the contrails in the sky, see you in Beirut. Playlist by: Loes Verstappen
