The desert. The vast lands.
In fact I am already back home in the city, and yet the silence of those Californian wastelands doesn't cease to resonate in me. I walk through Germany's dull winter days, still dragging a faint notion of those vivid, flawless skies along, and still pretend to feel the dusty heat as I am wrapped up and my scarf is sparkling with the frozen drips of condensed breath.
And there is more I can't let go of yet.
And days get heavy as the new year rolls in, dark and dull and full of disappointment. I am weak and aching, turn into a ghost of retrospection, tired of dragging on the yearning for a far place and lost love like a dead limb. Fail to drown my woes in black ink and in chlorine water. Curled up into a ball and waiting to implode.
Then suddenly I find myself in someone's kitchen, playing a weird instrument he brought from South America, and as I leave I hear: hey, by the way, I brought this one for you. This might have been the greatest gift ever received; a scissor to cut loose my inner knot, evoke the memories of my journey and to cast that winter's demons into sound and song, just when I needed to.
Those demons have been hidden well and sleeping now for almost two years, but it is high time to release them. They're not scary anymore.
Cologne/California, January 2011
Thanks to Brian for everything. Despite everything else. And thanks to Stefan for the Bandola, I really don't know what I would've done without it.
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these tunes were sawn in fall 2010 in California, then harvested in January in Cologne. Except for 'Blank', which was written and recorded on the spot on a twelve string guitar in the garage of Rick Walker in Santa Cruz. Performed and recorded, mixed and arranged by Julia Kotowski aka. entertainment for the braindead, then released a long long time later as the fourth in a series of audio Postcards in December 2012. Published under Creative Commons License CC BY-NC-SA.