Temporada 4
The secret of songs
Temporada 3
Through the wildernight
All vice and no conviction
A musical lap
Editors aside
Artful dodger
Hearts beating in syncopated time
Mr Ridiculous
All sporadically miraculous
I wonder about those songs.
The night and the lonley hunter.
We dragged it to the lake.
To be born into a musical nest, to drop into a musical lap.
I could be wrong, but I was under the impression that this was to be a kind of road movie.
It could be instinct, intuition, a gut reaction...
Running on desire and instinct.
Momentum is everything, in a hurry I am to find out what happens next.
It all turns in on itself and comes up wrong
Don’t ask about where this is leading