Forgotten music box.
As I remember myself I’m always creating melodies. Most of them are forgotten now. Well, I’m thinking about my songs. Most of them you know are written some long time ago. Long for me. While recording I sinking again and again. Simple phareses and guitar chords are like huge waves bringing me to the parallel which was already lost, as I thought. Hope you will feel the same – you must taste this solty water with me . Then comes stupor, like when you are reading old diary with torned pages. And then you cry because you can feel it again and again. So pure and full.
Posted on Friday June 25th
