"Goodbye till we meet again" , is a collection of 11 "love letters" addressed to a lover whose promises are empty of content and so the purification through suffering from the power of love, becomes a mere illusion. The emotional flow that crosses the 11 songs, reveals itself through the power of opposites which unveil strength - weakness, love - hate, departure – return. By asserting a poem of doubt and insecurity the album opens new avenues in defining contemporary sensibility. The coolness, the happy-sad sound of the songs is the result of bringing out all the things that a heart can conceal: hopes, dreams and desires.

Goodbye till we meet again

David Lapadat - Goodbye Till We Meet Again

I’m still loving you

David Lapadat - I'm Still Loving You

Don’t say goodbye

David Lapadat - Dont Say Goodbye

Cute little girl

David Lapadat - Cute Little Girl

I hate you (but I still want you back)

David Lapadat - I Hate You (but I Still Want You Back)

No more than forever

David Lapadat - No More Than Forever

I need someone to love

David Lapadat - I Need Someone To Love

Standing there

David Lapadat - Standing There

Broken memories

David Lapadat - Broken Memories

Sometimes

David Lapadat - Sometimes

I love you

David Lapadat - I Love You

Great music speaks. Extraordinary music listens.
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Born on 20 August 1994 in Romania, the Bucharest-based poet-musician, reminding of Janus the one with two faces whose eyes follow the axes of time, cut from the same mould as Leonard Cohen, Johnny Cash or Jim Morrison, David Lapadat reunites the poetry – lost on the modern avenues of uncertainty  – with music, forging them into an inseparable bound, since his debut in 2010.  
With roots in the North American and British rock music, the emotional flow that crosses his songs  reveals itself through the power of opposites which unveil strength - weakness, love - hate, departure – return.
	Redefining the concept of love in the 21st century, in his songs (as in dreams) beauty, life, death and love become eternal values – to love is to last – and so the inability to love or losing love, means losing touch with those values and  becomes a scission of the soul which can only be purified through suffering and art. Crossing the "purgatory" of unfulfilled love represents a path, a geography of the soul, an empty space  in which the succession of seasons is an illusion. 
By asserting a poem of doubt and insecurity,  David opens new avenues in defining contemporary sensibility.