A bit of improv done yesterday with my newly refurbished fretless guitar. Finally got the midi pickup to track almost right! Part of the sounds were gotten by rubbing a teaspoon on the strings.

The song is about 'a swamp in a foggy morning in the Middle Ages'.

..and the next one is... Acting Like a Fool Laying here half asleep with sun shinning down through the window it peaks The crack of the curtain shows the world outside What have I done where have I been was I really back out on the scene…

Soul: it exists, it does not gets old, it just gets... tired. But we'll feel this later, much later.

How precise I have to be? And where is the boundary beyond which comes unnecessary perfectionism?

Muted strat - what could be better for a quiet holiday for one?

Tango, yeah... It often seemed to appear as displaying the life itself, but in reality it's just... ~tired passion~

Where to go away everything that we created? To nowhere, I guess. So, the show goes on. Or: tomfoolery all the way, yeah!

This song was written in an island where stoneman has really lived long time ago. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u0IS2f0j4SU