Long Voyage Bon Voyage

I meant to write this for ages. You know well the topic, right? On the fascination for music and how you get lifted to another part of the universe when you hear some strings, drums and beats and sweet voice melody.

But how does it work? How come?

It was once upon a time, not so long ago but in what seems to be great old days (and yet more seem to be lived for). On a trail you were bubbling and fooling around when you and your mates saw the light. The light of on outside bar, in a front yard where unpaired chairs and old tables seemed to have been left just for you to have a rest there. It was mid summer and yet your foot were digging in red autumn tree leaves.

Oh here comes a sound. The fragile music of a long gone hobbo telling his story. Where is he? And you had a look at the big yellow box in front of you. It was as if this container were held and hidden by the trees, like a hut.

So give it a try, go inside have a look and warm your heart and your body. “Now you can hear the voice and you can hear the words”, and you did. Even if your crazy friend was screaming after each part, it was part of this all beauty of this fragile and yet real moment. It even added some spices and you doesn’t like sweet chili on a choko kiss?

As the songs went bye and it came the time to say goodbye, you tried to inhale it all to keep this memory down deep in your soul. Luckily the magic of music allows you to revive this every morning, by the words and the chords, you hear your friend ‘I wanna have a baby with you’, you see those two happy musicians, you smell the beer and feel the breeze.

Feel it back now >> Listen to Long Voyage HERE