14.AUG.2015 | 00:15 | EIRA STAGE
Carlão has written his solo album with his guts hanging out. He lies suspended in the contention of his beats, contagious but not obvious, even when Branko risks is flirty nature in the overexposed kizomba. This guy perfectly combines the tenderness and the trembling of his fourties even if the number means little to him and he carries on being the same kid as always.
© Carlos Manuel Martins / BONS SONS