It all starts with a trembling light, with a glass half-full with your favourite drink and a musician lost for words…

Suddenly, all these everyday problems in life seem so far away,  every heartbreak is like an excuse for liberating tears, and your bad mood turns into a… party! Why don’t we have a party?

Let’s fill these glasses, there is lots of wine! Oh, and why shouldn’t I find some words and make them dance on the musicians beats?

And let’s take off our shoes, they are not letting us touch the ground. This is the real beat, this is the real celebration!

Text by dora pavlidou