When a Fire Starts to Burn and It Starts to Spread

When a Fire Starts to Burn and It Starts to Spread

For the most part I have adapted quite well to my new life abroad, though from time to time I have moments where everything feels super surreal. Having done what I did—selling all my things and moving to another country without knowing anyone or the language—is crazy, sure—but it was my crazy dream and I did it! 

Where I've been...

Where I've been...

 
Two guitars and a blue grand piano...

Two guitars and a blue grand piano...

The last few months haven't been terribly conducive to production.

They have indeed been terrible.

I'm banking on the fact that it's all grist to the creative mill.

Yeah

 

Rest assured I won't be wearing hats anytime soon.

 

New Fazioli P2 08

on audioboo from the mic on the iPhone in the room