The music video for opens with a tight shot of a vintage red telephone booth. It’s ringing. Iván Vitáris (the lead singer) picks up. There’s no voice on the other end, only the steady, driving bassline of the song beginning to thrum.
High-waisted trousers, velvet blazers, and Chelsea boots.
A mix of A Hard Day’s Night energy with the cinematic coolness of a Wes Anderson thriller. The music video for opens with a tight
The video ends with the woman disappearing back into the crowd, leaving Iván holding nothing but a . He looks at the camera, winks, and the screen cuts to black on the final beat.
The story follows a , but the "stolen" goods aren't diamonds—they're stolen moments of analog joy . The band members are "The Collectors," moving through a high-tech, sterile world of the future where music and touch have been outlawed. There’s no voice on the other end, only
One by one, the other band members intercept the pursuers not with violence, but with instruments . A drum fill from Simon knocks the suits off balance; a fuzzy guitar riff from Máté creates a literal wall of sound they can't cross.
Does this vibe fit the energy you were imagining for the track, or should we go for something more psychedelic and abstract ? The video ends with the woman disappearing back
In the neon-drenched, rain-slicked streets of a city that feels like 1974 trapped in a dream, are more than a band—they are the last purveyors of "The Groove."