Opal ~ '45s, EPs, Rare & Promo Cassette Tracks Collection
It’s always rejuvenating to take a walk through the gallery of one’s memories, to get lost in a labyrinth of faces and voices, like Ariadne's thread, a long necklace of songs to caress and let ourselves sway. Opening our eyes, we find ourselves in the monotony of the everyday, with the taste of gray in our mouths, living in a perpetual search for the entrance to the labyrinth, dreaming of a place where there is no exit, but only sound pearls to admire in the peace of endless beauty.
It’s always rejuvenating to take a walk through the gallery of one’s memories, to get lost in a labyrinth of faces and voices, like Ariadne's thread, a long necklace of songs to caress and let ourselves sway. Opening our eyes, we find ourselves in the monotony of the everyday, with the taste of gray in our mouths, living in a perpetual search for the entrance to the labyrinth, dreaming of a place where there is no exit, but only sound pearls to admire in the peace of endless beauty.
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