RHCP Brasil

To the Chili Peppers

Sometimes when I’m lying there all alone, I think in a way to express my feelings for The Red Hot Chili Peppers. Whenever I can, I take a part of my day to listen and sing
to their songs, and every minute becomes One Hot Minute, when my mind gets ablaze. In this times, I feel like I’m in an imaginary place I call Stadium Arcadium, where I am free to
haul my Freaky Styley and sink myself in a deep state of Californication, just listening to those Greatest Hits, the real Uplift Mofo Party Plan. Sincerely, the Red Hots
for me are like the Mother’s Milk for a baby. Just essential. They’ve made my life become something like a mix of Blood Sugar Sex Magik and fun. By The Way,
I have a massage for the Chili Peppers. Anthony, Flea, Chad and Josh, I want you to remember that every living fan of you loves you. And me? Oh, I’m With You.

By: Matheus Dutra Martins

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