A ti, que de vez en cuando apareces por aquí a saber qué es de mí.
Whenever I try to think about home, doubts come to my mind. What is, exactly, home? Is it where I was born? Maybe where I live, or where my family is. But what about my friends? I have friends spread all over the world, would that be home too?
So, I went for a couple days where I used to live - what used to be my Heimat - to celebrate easter with the family, see some old friends, all that stuff that happens when you go back. And it got me thinking. And that is really bad.
I've been missing my dear ol' Django Kazooie. It's been almost half a year since I played the banjo for the last time, and I'm beginning to really miss his sound. It might not be the best (it definitely isn't, that I assure you), but I got fond of it. It has his history, you know? So I decided to make a post with some of the songs that include a banjo that I really love.
Starting a new project is something people find very hard. It mostly implies leaving behind an older project, a project that either failed or forced you to leave it, and the feeling that it will happen to the new project is sometimes unavoidable. But! Big but here, maybe even with two t's. I am glad … Continue reading Overture 2017