When my thirst for life is hindered by the built-up layers of protection, the fabrication of an illusive self decaying at an ever increasing rate, the chances of being happy become thin. No matter how beautiful, safe and sweet my days may look like, my shattered being is longing to be whole. As I worn myself out for a long time, the wounded being resting underneath the surface started banging on the door, gasping for air, in an attempt to be heard, to be accepted and step into the light without fear, to love and be loved. 

I am brewing my own recipe for happiness; a little of bit of joy, a little bit of sorrow, a pinch of madness, sprinkled with humour.
In the end, I don't want to take myself too seriously. So here it goes, a new album with its quirks, tasty sounds and sweet grooves. I hope you enjoy it !

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