Flavia & the Motonets

Welcome.
Flavia & the Motonets have worked it all out.

Armchairs are soft, yes. But we won't stay anywhere.
We'll travel. Today we don't want to have control
of anything. We get carried away.


Butterflies, bus drivers, small fish, fruit, tomato
men, kids & friends will take us to a colourful
world, jumping to one cloud to the other, with graceful,
harmonic and floating movements. A simple world with
happy endings but not a stupid world.


And there we are, travelling, awakening the sleepy
memories' neuron. Songs to spin over the floor, to
make silly faces, pirouettes, somersaults and, obviously,
to sing. Those who live in London will feel the sunshine
in their faces again. It may look like a dream, but
it's not. Flavia takes us and guides us. We've got
no choice, but we feel free, plenty and a bit like
children. That's the time when we feel that a friend
takes us by the hand and doesn't let us go for about
nine minutes.
- Ivan Adaime