Marianna Winter blæsir nýtt lív í indie popp/rokk ljóðið sum eyðkennir fyrstu 2000 árini í nýggja staklagnum, Patio. Framleiðslan pakkar søguforteljingina inn í eitt tjúkt lag av lo-fi sjarmu, skræddaraseymað til Gen Z. Ópretentiøsir melodiir og eitt ótal av varierandi gittarum vekja kensluna av skýming og roykringum hasi seinsummarkvøldini í juni. Tað er intimt uttan at vera cheesy, nostalgiskt uttan at vera tíðarbundið.
Orkuríkt og teatralskt sum Chappell Roan og laid-back sum Weezer. Patio følist bæði kent og frískt í senn. Sangurin er upprunaliga skrivaður um girlhood og kvinnurelatiónir, men speglar samstundis onnur sambond, vit kunnu hava við tey, vit virðismeta.
Sangurin endar við einum perfektum katarsis-cocktaili: desperatión, kærleika og eufori, tí hvat um vit faktiskt kunnu vera tann besta versiónin av okkum sjálvum og fáa alt tað vit høvdu ynskt okkum?
Óansæð um tú ert saman við tínum vinkonum ella einum fjakkandi summer-fling, so er Patio soundtrackið til allar tær løturnar, sum hava týdning, óansæð hvussu leingi tær vara.
Ljós og kamera assistentur: Felisia Jógvansdóttir Helmsdal
Upptikið í Brighton, UK & Tórshavn, Føroyar.
Format: Blandað talgilt + analog (miniDV)
Patio
Orð & lag: Marianna Winter Lag: Ragnar Finsson
I just wanna be Someone you admire the whole world at my feet and I’m still uninspired I love when you sing softly to me
You laugh at my jokes and they’re not that funny You’re not perfect, but close and I think someday We’ll see all the seeds start to grow
I wanna buy you a house All the prettiest things We could live on the mountain Wearing a robe We’ll be living like queens And we’re pretty without them We could bake in the sun slowly killing our lungs on the patio
I wish that you’d see we’d be better off on some italian beach watching old people and dogs letting the rest of them bleed cause we figured it out (Bleeeed ooout)
I wanna buy you a house All the prettiest things We could live on the mountain / live on the ocean? Wearing a robe We’ll be living like queens And we’re pretty without them We could bake in the sun slowly killing our lungs on the patio On the patio
I wanna buy you a house And the prettiest things We could get a few cats really living the dream. Put our shoes on our head and make a show with our feet cause you don’t gotta care when nothing’s really that deep. We can sit on the beach I can write you a song Maybe it’s not a hit But then we’ll drive to the mall And I just wanted to say that I thought I should say that.
Patio (Official Video) 
