Cheers to new voices, to never stop shouting and claiming for their own space.
But also here’s to our strongest roots and our latent cult for longevity. Past and future rely on the present, and any current creative piece relies on its roots.
The cycle begins again with a gathering of ancient tribal rhythms, pioneer soul voices, far-in-time funky arpeggios… that, like seeds, return to the ground, allowing to light up something new. Because roots make us grow up to the sunlight and lead us to such findings.