2 guitars, 1 writer, 1 sketch; 4 friends, 1 energy.

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Good to be alive

in freedom of jazz

in art of mind colour

in simple rhythm of raucous laughter

in mischief and memories

in little dances with sly smiles…

haha yeah

yeah it’s good.

And a trumpet blares

while all the little creatures of the heartland

wear down the dancefloor

and make a memory

in this jam-session melody right now.