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by Portfolio

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03:04
2.
03:32
3.
06:05
4.
01:13
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released 08 May 2014

Band members:
Tiziano Bianchi: trumpet, flugelhorn, keyboards, bass, voice on track 2,3
Emilio Marconi: guitar
Bojan Fazlagic: guitar, keyboards
Marco Rossi: bass, guitar
Stefano Bizzarri: drums, voice on track 3

Additional musicians:
Laura Loriga: voice and lyrics on tracks 3,5,6
Claudia Domenichini: voice and lyrics on track 1
Jukka Reverberi: guitar on track 7
Denis Zannani: violin on track 9
Montserrat Coll Torra: viola on track 9
Paola Herbertson: cello on track 9
Lorenzo Rotteglia: percussions on tracks 1, 2, 3, 5



All songs written by Portfolio except from ‘Criminal World’ written by Metro.
Strings arrangements on track 9 written by Tiziano Bianchi.
Recorded and mixed between October 2013 and January 2014 at Bunker Studio in Rubiera, RE, Italy
by Andrea Rovacchi and Gabriele Riccioni
Mastered by Davide Barbi
Cover potograph by Martina Bianchi
Graphic design by Martina Bianchi and Portfolio

Executive Producer:
Il Salada

Press Office:
Sfera Cubica - press@sferacubica.it - 051/0390657
Booking:
Bulbartworks - alessandro@bulbartworks.com - +39/3931701634
Contact us at:
portfoliothesound@gmail.com
www.facebook.com/portfoliothesound
www.portfoliothesound.bandcamp.com

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PORTFOLIO Reggio Nell'Emilia, Italy

Portfolio was born in 2003, in Reggio Emilia (North of Italy), as an electro acoustic 3-pieces band. Their first show was at "Tora Tora Festival" in 2003. In the following years the band expanded the line-up and toured intensively in Italy and Europe.
Now available [We | Humans], the latest release.
The album features new songs and rearranged material.
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Track Name: Beauty
Beauty is a trade line
Mother nature has time
To save me from my deadline
Tell me you’re the one who let me in
Track Name: To the right
To the right
to the right
To the left
To the left to the right

Up
and down
Up up
Clockwise
Clockwise

Up one hand
Up two hands up two hands
Alone alone
All together
Freestyle

Serious now serious
Now cry
Love someone
Love yourself

Talk to me
Try again try again
Give me five
Once again
Once again

All together
Fuck yeah
Fuck yeah!

Keep it up
but take it easy man
We can do it we can do it
Fuck yeah

We can do it
Track Name: Riviera
Finding sinking spears
confusion
Looking for clear water

Green streets to wander
Soft words half forgotten
Murky days of my await

The bridge devours
my passing silhouette
The bridge

The bridge devours
my passing silhouette
my passing silhouette

The bridge devours
my passing silhouette
my passing silhouette

Murky days of my await
Murky days of my await
Track Name: Chi vince regna
Cold embrace
a march of victory
along the mountains edge the king still sees
echelons advance to his feet
Cold embrace, a victory

Begin to discover
a way down to the wounded ground
begin to discover a way to

Cold embrace
a march of glory
along the mountains edge the king still sees
echelons fall to his feet
Cold embrace of glory

Begin to discover
a way down to the wounded ground
begin to discover

To the background

Oh glory begins to love
Track Name: Criminal world
You never told me of your other faces
You were the widow of a wild cat
And now I know about your special kisses
And I know you know where that's at

I guess I recognise your destination
I think I see beneath your make-up
What you want is sort of separation
This is no ordinary
This is no ordinary

What a criminal world
The boys are like baby-faced girls
What a criminal girl
She'll show you where to shoot your gun
What a typical mother's son
The only thing that she enjoys
Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys

You've got a very heavy reputation
But no-one knows about your low-life
I know a way to find a situation
And hold a candle to your high-life disguise
You caught me kneeling at your sister's door
That was no ordinary stick-up
I'm well aware just what you're looking for
I am no ordinary I am no ordinary

What a criminal world
The boys are like baby-faced girls
What a criminal girl
She'll show you where to shoot your gun
What a typical mother's son
The only thing that she enjoys Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys