In a hauntingly beautiful new release, Sixth June, the Berlin-based Serbian dark synthpop duo, delves into the depths of winter solitude with their latest offering, “Sanjam.” Describing this bittersweet single as a moment of respite within the chaos of our modern world, Laslo Antal and actress Lidija Andonov, weave a stunningly poignant moment of peace and harmony for all who listen. Through their unique blend of haunting vocals and stirring melodies, Sixth June creates an ethereal soundscape that captures the heart and soul of the listener, transporting them to a world of introspection and contemplation. Andonov’s deep, resonant voice is simultaneously soothing and world-weary, a gentle caress over the airy synths.
The lyrics, sung in Serbian, mirror a woman entering the wintery silver stage of life – the bloom of youth has faded, but she’s cheating time; letting the wind carrying her somewhere far where she can dream and love. Her search for happiness is found in the heady smell of the air and the sky, as she surrenders to time and the tenderness within her soul. She dreams, she loves.
“Ja sanjam, Ja volim”
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With roots in Belgrade and now based in Berlin, Sixth June is a band that stands out not only for their unique sound but also for their visual artistry. Founded in December 2007, the duo brings a cinematic and theatrical sensibility to their music. Their upcoming album, set to release later this year, promises to take listeners on a journey through the complexities of personal and interpersonal relationships in a world that often feels apocalyptic. With Sixth June’s signature blend of haunting melodies and introspective lyrics, this album is sure to be a thought-provoking and emotional experience for all who listen.
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