"Of sparrows and pigeons, roofs and hands" is somehow good. How? - You can not say for sure the best of intentions. Music that you can listen to while cleaning and vacuuming in the background and then do not know what you actually hear. But you know: That's what I want to hear again. Before that listens more closely, created songs in the guise of the ephemeral, snapshots from nowhere - sung with the voice of the storyteller. An excerpt: "the evil nasty world burns - and eightfold still rising - everything originates from sound - the sound will remain" Does not sound good. But is right and sounds really good. Wonderful.
