The Ha!Man, Francois le Roux and I met approximately a decade ago. His cello needed a fix, or two. Since then many thousands of skylo’meters have passed with many more sessions of sound. If it were an axe, it may have chopped forests for far.
This cello’s journey in the winged holds, lots of stage dings and Pythagorean cables in herds on chair legs. HA! nevermind the local rides. It is alive. Sings like a butterfly, gets bumps for free.
In this album we will see how much we have from when in our archives. Over time we may have quite a history. Stay tuned.