Wishing I had wings
It was a rather monotonous evening. The kind you think you’ll forget instantly but will come back to you after many years, like a faded picture in a forgotten photo album. Bach’s violin sonatas were playing loud on the neighbor’s radio -the old man is almost deaf so he just cranks it up to wallow in beauty. The sound of rain before it falls, the wind rustling through the suffering plants on my little balcony. And there was a DVD in the player, a story on the screen. And on it went until all of a sudden one of the characters looked up and whispered words that lit the whole evening up. I’d rather spend my life next to birds than spend it wishing I had wings. After that the story went on, the radio kept playing and the first raindrops fell gently on the asphalt outside. All into nothingness. But I knew the evening would come back to me…
So the album has been out there, roaming, for two weeks now. People have been very kind to me. Some have told me they hummed along, which is the greatest compliment of all really. It will stay out there for a while, and that makes me feel good somehow. Wishing I had wings and then having them for just a little while. But it’s time to get next to some birds, pun not intended. I have been in my bunker for a long time, and I need to get out. I need to breathe fresh air, drive roads I haven’t driven before. And I guess these songs are one excuse to get it done. So this is the scheme… The wonderful Benjamin Shaw (please buy his EP, it’s a true gem) will come to Barcelona somewhere in April. We will each sing some songs on a stage (venue soon to be confirmed) and hand our albums to the fine people of Barcelona. And then in June I will have the tremendous honor to go to the airport and pick up the marvellous Tiny Ruins (she is a star). The both of us are currently working on some songs for an EP that should be finished by then. So in June we will get on the road and do a little tour through Spain. The idea is to get a little band together for the occasion. I’ve already convinced the equally stunning Ana Franco to play along. So if you’re somewhere in Spain, there is a little caravan coming your way. Slow but steady. And then, thinking far ahead, in Autumn I plan on crossing the big ocean and cruise through the USA with my guitar on my back and nothing but some songs in my pockets. But like I said: that’s far away still. First things first: Spring is almost round the corner.
I guess I’ll just be wishing I had wings next to birds…
Be warm,
Lieven
