It's hard to capture the attention better than such a beginning. We necessarily wonder what it is, why, and if it's going to stay that way all the time, ... then the guitar comes in. And there, it becomes so natural. A solo, a rhythm, and the atmosphere is born, like a moment of rest around a campfire, in the middle of the mountains, a hot cup in your hands. Nostalgia for the passing memories, then ... suddenly regain consciousness. Thanks for this journey.