Siempre Estas feat. La Yegros

Setting up the striped tent of magic - Scouts The Vibes

Beneath the last blush of daylight, where the sun softened into evening like melting sherbet, a caravan of circus wagons rolled to a quiet patch of field. Dust rose, dancing in the warm breeze, and the performers stepped out—clowns with paint still smudged from rehearsal, trapeze flyers with chalked hands, musicians humming scales into the air.

They gathered around the bundled canvas, thick and heavy like a sleeping giant. The clowns cracked jokes as they pulled ropes taut, pockets jingling with stray confetti. The trapeze team worked in silence, eyes sharp and reverent, fastening metal beams as if building a cathedral for the sky. Musicians hammered stakes into earth to the rhythm of a slow drumbeat, laughing when the tempo synced by accident.

As dusk spilled deeper, the big top rose—red and gold stripes swelling upward, claiming space against the darkening horizon. Ropes tightened, stakes settled, and then, like the first breath of a waking dragon, the lights flickered on. Rows of bulbs circled the tent’s crown, glowing amber and honey, shimmering against the cool blue of the early night. One by one they brightened, until the field no longer felt like a field at all, but a gateway to another world.

The musicians tuned beneath the glow, their instruments catching the light—horns blazing like fireflies, violins glimmering like polished moonbeams. Trapeze bars were lifted to their heights, swaying gently, waiting for hands to grab and hearts to trust the fall. Clowns painted the final flourishes on their faces, their mirrors shining back a thousand exaggerated smiles, each one full of mischief and devotion.

In the hush before the crowd would come, the performers stood together outside the glowing tent, breathing in the scent of sawdust, popcorn, oil lanterns, and grass. Night gathered above them like a velvet curtain, studded with shy stars. The circus lights hummed like constellations remade by human hands, warm enough to rival the heavens.

And in that moment—before the applause, before the leaps and laughter, before the drums ignited the air—they felt it:
magic unfolding in the dark,
like a promise written in light.

Tonight, they would not just perform—they would turn night into wonder. 
They would make the stars jealous.

Scouts the Vibes🎵 “Love Craft” Album: Vibrations, Frequency, and Sequence. -2025

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