So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the start’ll be out, and don’t you know that God is Pooh Bear? the evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old. All things, all memories, all dreams, relationships, endless love and cruel hate, the morning and the deep night, the endless memories of space, reality and imagination are road. All roads lead to emotions and deep love and music itself. Seba Campos is a man with deep emotions and love for the road. This is his first offering for Shango Records. This track can paint a Summer of your dreams. Geplantes Nichtstun and Narcise (Mex) are taking the long road back to your heart.
