In the organizer's words:

When the Doors were asked in the 60s how their music should be categorized, what genre, they said something like it was just music and went into the general soul of music perception or something. Which band hasn't been asked what their music is called - the obvious ones, the ones who have already said what they do, maybe not...

The only thing that is clear about Botticelli Baby is that most people who have been to one of their concerts will no longer be interested in seeing seven musicians come on stage and, after an hour or so, take their bows and leave in amazement.

There is a BOAH in the room. Those who love music will experience musicians, those who want to laugh will laugh, those who want to dance will be able to dance, those who are sad will cry or be comforted.

"Lovely ends winter,
lovely starts spring,
lovely ends love,
lovely starts hate,
lovely ends universe,
lovely starts soul"

In the years they have been playing, lovers have found each other, follow-up bands have been formed, records have been sold, cars have broken down and hotel pools have been tested. Stages have been sprayed with the trace that is hard to grasp.

Botticelli Baby sets course for the earth's population and sweeps off its own dust once again. The body rises from the last years and the warm bathtub. Into the scalding heat of presumed crowds of followers to bring everything to the boil again...
Huh? - Yes, come around, let it run.