all great events

Who is reading this? Are you an alien? What are you? Are you, ghost?
It doesn't really matter, here goes a story.

There was a guy called Vaggelis. Βαγγέλης. Whom I, Ιωσήφης, love dearly.
A few years back, before I met Βαγγέλης, or Vag how I usually prefer calling him, I knew I wanted to make music. I knew that. I knew I wanted to act, perform through music. I had no real points o reference. Maybe my uncle and just maybe, that blond dude with the dimpled chin and the black guitar, printed on a poster and hung on my uncle's door.
And then, someday, somehow, for reasons far less important and through events far less dramatic than one might imagine, I started playing the guitar, because I wanted to do this. For vanity's sake. For the exorcising of puberty's demons. For trying to have sex with this hot chick.
And somehow I wrote songs, and somehow someone, who happened to be this other guy, Νίκοστσέλιος, who I also love with all my heart, liked them and he, along with Vag supported me. And somehow they started helping me, and playing with me.
And now it's been three years.

And after three years, many things changed, maybe not our self-consciousness, but many things did. And I still love them.
Things like new songs, new people in our lives, the fact that we probably grew apart somehow but still love each other so much.
And now, 1:11 17/03/10. As I have finally taken the first steps into making our second little cd, I can feel more confident that they'll be part of it (the recording process) unlike the first time around. I can feel that we will create something honest, and something ours (even though I have my annoying little fears, but that does not really concern you, does it? :p), and I can feel that that something that we'll create, will be something good. For us. For Rubeth and for Clio, Theo and Nek, for our girlfriends and for our mommies to be proud and all that.
Something that will speak all of our languages.

So, yeah. The new cd will be mainly produced by pan pan (aka. sexy motherfucker) and me, and if you want in, whoever you are, just knock.

ps. i get the overwhelming feeling, that my wet calvin are love packed into sonic form.