"In sepia tainted documents of our fragile past. They’re holdin’ their hands together like that then was the end. Have we always been this afraid of the monsters without origins? Pre-emptives strikes became the way of living, living became our way to die…"
When abroad I always feel inspired by the strange and fresh (for lack of a better word) surroundings. This little snippet of text poured out on the way to ‘Bonnieux’ which is a little village in the south of France. That south, of course, is where i’m currently residing.
So far this update concerning my where-abouts and inspiration therefrom.
Last but not least: my trackcount for the new album is 31 songs (right now). Some will press on to make it onto the record, others will stay b-sides, downloads, gifts, live-set-spice-uppers (chances are you just witnessed the birth of a new word) and what not… With those mouth-watering words i’ll leave you to the rest of this beautiful day.