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Cosmic Radio Edit
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Cheeto's Magazine Barcelona, Spain
Esteban Navarro: Lead vocals, keyboards
Matias Lizana: Keyboards
Manel Orella: Guitars
Alex Marques: Bass
Gerard Sala: Drums
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