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Ce sont des habitués de la maison qu'on a toujours autant de plaisir à retrouver... Les amis de Skip The Use étaient de passage dans les studios le temps d'une interview et d'un live à découvrir dès maintenant ! Photos & vidéos ici ...
Ils ont retourné la grande scène à coups de tubes (magistrale interprétation de Ghost) et de déhanchés (merci Matt), les acolytes de Skip The Use ont rejoint Double F et Mathilde dans les studios Virgin Radio. Habitués des studios, Skip The Use s'est prêté au jeu des questions-réponses avant d'offrir un petit live aux auditeurs Virgin Radio.
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