Rarely or never I post a track with artworks taken from other artists.
This is the case: Walking Through Walls.
I think that art has to remain possibly anonymous to be real art … that’s my poor opinion.
And more: a real artist must walk through the walls to be appreciated.
Anonymous ghosts?
WHERE? I suspect nowhere … This track inspired by those far sweet memories by Durutti Column!
Sometimes I need to dream of the imagination I had as a child.
A good Rioja.
Reaching the power of invisibility among people is a great power in this era, but you have to be ready … sometimes you can even be unsure of your own existence. Are you afraid of the desert? Do you exist when no one is watching you? At least, what I hope is that someone is listening, out there.
Sometimes I’m in doubt about myself. My insecure fingers blindly running over the strings … till they suddenly remember other invisible ones, connecting me to the beloved faces and moments of my life.
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