Livin' the life

It was a agitated week, we spent the entire week composing some songs, our inspiration comes from our day-to-day experiences, an icy blonde and the old cliche.

 A while after they brought a hookah for us to smoke – I don't know for sure what was put to burn – some time later the room was all flavored and full of women, for some instants, we forgot to compose and we fell in a sea of alcohol.

I stopped following that course a time ago, however, the musics continue to be our history, nowadays we reunite just to compose, this is going to be our legacy. The loud music, the smoke changed its color now... It reminds me of the day which I got lost in the desert after a show... I found a tribe, I spent more than a month living with the Indians, – I learned a new language, or maybe I was too stoned to dream of that craziness – new behaviors, new musics, the life there is not so busy, who knows someday I return there to drink a “tea”.

I started fearing about what we were smoking, the story is that they would never experienced – if we were to die we would die together – then I let it go and kept laughing  watching the women playing strip poker – I always lost, I never wore underwear.

The week went fast, today I woke up having a bath of beer in a bar near to downtown – “one more dose” he said – today is Christmas Eve... I'm about to turn 30...