Speak Izzy

An overwhelming fantasy filled with color and rime accompanied by the “swing to joy” melodies reemerging from a past as forgotten as relevant to the present we all sink in every single moment. One breath of pure oxygen enough to fuel those for long not used brain cells. “Sweet kind of emotion”, if i may master Lens. And a stark contrast to what followed. There’s no excuse to what horror my ears had to endure until MIKPO showed up to save the night, reminding everyone why their career overpassed the national borders but also why it is what it is now. I think it was a fallen angel who gave the final blow to everyones dignity, giving everybody a perfect example of what not to do. An uneven finale of a day starting promising with Buzz Aldrin’s colleagues, the old faithful…

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