If steel walls wrapped the western horizon… you still don’t know how stubborn I can get.
If steel walls wrapped the western horizon… you still don’t know how stubborn I can get.
The dervishes in my heart, chasing the flavors they worship.
The dervishes in my heart, chasing the flavors they worship.
I re-imagined some tracks, more rhythmic, more ritual.
I re-imagined some tracks, more rhythmic, more ritual.
Long, long journeys born from a single track.
Long, long journeys born from a single track.
