"«It was kind of inevitable. We would take as our own the most recent ways of doing a certain kind of rock. New and our own, mind you. But that's irrelevant now. They're here and we took'em. The primacy of the instrumental over the word, the experimentation without knowledge, the dematerialized song and the mashup of different musical genres. DOPO, a collective of five musicians, are clearly implied in this theft. They are sound thieves, which is equivalent to say that they are also sound creators. The four pieces recorded in this EP explain rather well that condition. They happened, pushed against the ground or against the air.
Maybe that's why DOPO's music, being so familiar to us, is simultaneously able to become singular as something unstable and without form. We find in it the echoes of blues, of folk but we could also talk about a kind of dirty music. Because made at ground level, of its odours, sounds and colours. In the end, music that could have been made by dirt scratched hands.
Perhaps - we have to believe - it wasn't. It's just music made by a small orchestra of robbers and young adventurers that decided one day to challenge the creative act. And this record is the joyful result of that game. We find it in the song that rambles suspended in "I can see the church clock from the window of your bedroom" before interrupting its lonely march; in "Seaweed" where the solitude dissolves into whistled melodies in space; in "Lifting the valleys of the sea" where the sounds are reminiscent of whatever images we choose. But, especially, in "Distance again expands" where DOPO drags us in a passionate way, to the most deep moment and space of that same re-encounter. And we go with it voluntarily and happily.» - José Marmeleira" (From the Test Tube's release page)