A magic mirror is when a place reminds you of another one you loved, but at the same time reminds you that everything is changed. You see that house still alive but you know it’s lost somewhere in your mind and in your dreams.
I’m not sure about the destination: Past or Future? I’ve too many things to indagate in the past, and sincerely I don’t wish to know how brilliant is the future, or maybe I don’t want delusions … and you?
I needed a place where to find all my music, images, videos and music with my friends and from my friends. Here it is, finally!
I’m going to delete my asocial accounts (not this), so I’ll be just HERE and THERE in your ears (and possibly in your heart).
I’m stressed …. I really need SELF CONTROL. This must be some kind of SpiresVortex’s psychedelic breakfast.
SELF CONTROL with final explosion! (When I explode I could burn all the web, phones, tablets and TVs)
PS: You can try with earphones, but good external amps or car stereo are required.
Anyway you name it, TRAVEL is what I mean … when I play.
This guitar-bridge is just a few miles far from northern Dublin.
Magic morning at NEWGRANGE.
And this SACRIFICE ROCK has something “DRUIDIC”… Maybe the result of passing under this celtic double rainbow?