This album is another attempt to get rid of the garment of this all too fashionable little era and drop the seeds of a bigger one into the hearts of its listeners. And for the individual heart is too unsteady to give them growth, we chose music as a vehicle, so everyone of us can contribute to its flowering and perfection.
By no means, man himself is the dire menace. His empty, driven mind enslaves him to an empty conscience, his detachment from his true self poses the eternal danger — and also marks a signpost to his perfection. A sleepy mind yields times of proving, the lessons of an adolescent mankind. Even though bitter tears of shame over the vastness of destruction may pour over the twilight of our zeitgeist, they do nonetheless wet the soil of a new creativity.
These green branches and sprouts are the very ones this music is dedicated to.