This one is from 2013's RPM Christmas Challenge. I imagined a few Irish friends helping out with this one. ;)

Not up to Avalon standards but I had fun making this. (for week 3)

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

To be true to yourself - how is it? True to the sound that you retrieved from the instrument, to give [share] it away to others (to whom? you'll never know)? True to the mood that you're trying to follow, and which changes before you realize what…

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!

Pièce pour guitare, en trois parties. ~Journaux de Paris~