Take a walk around the dark side of life, as Lou Reed would sing, come with us to climb every day, step by step, laboriously those stairs that they become increasingly steep and cold and buffers. Taste yourself a little of the poison that can lurk in the heart of a clown. Come and find a corner where you don’t feel so inadequate and rejected. Here, when your heart is about to collapse, put on a happy face (put on a happy face) and go down those stairs with us, dancing on a music, imaginary perhaps, but so much liberating.
