Biografía:
Es una banda de twee pop o indie pop de Nueva Zelanda, conformado por Jonathan Bree y Heather Mansfield. Algunas veces, colaboran con ellos otros artistas o músicos.
Se formaron en 1998 con su primer EP, Mars Loves Venus, que luego sería también el título de su segundo album.
Albums
2002 Holding Hands, Feeding Ducks
2004 Mars Loves Venus
2007 Structure & Cosmetics
EPs
1998 Mars Loves Venus EP
2003 The Boyracer e.p.
2005 When Ice Met Cream
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Otras canciones:
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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Old haunts with new zeros
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A fading view of adulthood
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Swinging key parties
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Well I hear it's a west coast thing
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Don't play down your hopeless intrigue
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I could be as faithful as a seahorse
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This time 'round how can I pretend
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That I'm not a bad bad man
Old haunts with new zeros
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A fading view of adulthood
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Swinging key parties
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Well I hear it's a west coast thing
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Don't play down your hopeless intrigue
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Well not everyone's lawn
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Gets mowed twice a week
(What's that supposed to mean?)
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I could be as faithful as a seahorse
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And if you were a marine biologist
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You'd know how tender that line was
Honey pick up on the bittersweet
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The tragedy that's life's limbo stick
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'Cause there's a tear jerker waiting in the wings
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Well that's still no reason to be so devoid of feeling
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Once you were a trophy for me
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And as luck would have it I a trophy for you
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