“Vague Souvenir” It’s our story… and it’s beautiful.

I want to share about what we lived together during the last Bla Bla Bla: The Live Show… And I wish so much that you would share with us what you felt as well… why? Because this is our chance, our privilege to really bond together, to realize how much we can grow side by side, not alone anymore, more than ever united with this strong desire to see each other shine, live, and fulfill our most beautiful dreams…

It was a moment we anticipated with excitement because we were releasing not one but two amazing creations. The new jewels of the Red Crown Crane Collection are now born, each of them engraving even deeper the vision we had to spread hope and life through meaningful pieces of life shaped in glass and silver. It was exciting mainly because we were excited to show you what YOU inspired us to do… how could it not be amazing?

And then, was the time for us to present to you…the music… the album…“Vague Souvenir”

“Vague Souvenir”, represents the honest instant by which we allowed ourselves to revisit some faded memories, to let go of the past in a graceful way and uplift our high hopes in the brightest of all tomorrows by feeding the present moment with a renewed communion of faith and dreams.

An honest instant… that’s what we lived while performing for you each of the songs on this album…exposing ourselves in our raw nature, no filter, no safety net… it was all honest, not perfect, not even all nice, just the moment lived fully for what it was, ecstatic or sad, painful or comforting, it didn’t matter as long as we didn’t lie or pretend to be something else.

Revisiting faded memories… The missed opportunities, the failures, the illusionary certainty, the blurry reasons I betrayed… they all came back to me as I was surrounded by this music, these words, this moment I shared with my friends, those who stand here again still by my side.

Letting go of the past and accepting grace… For me it’s like facing the ocean, something you obviously can’t control. The waves are carrying away what you release, something you have held so tightly in your hands, to maybe bring it back washed out and transformed or, maybe, to never bring it back at all. But I realize as the waves come and go, the trust that keeps me by the shore is that I’ll always find myself renewed and saved, caressed by the fresh wind and free to possess the horizon.

Feeding the present with faith and dreams… Can I give you a powerful image of what that could be? We performed live 5 songs of the ”Vague Souvenir” album and during the whole performance my heart was overwhelmed by one main thought; despite AND because of everything that happened in my life up to today, I am here, playing, alive, blessed to touch an incredible common dream…and just to be myself in it, as I am, today, my best and my worst being exposed, accepted and covered with love. The music united my thoughts, my spirit and body and also united me with the guys as my fingers were responding to their voices, their hands and their entire body and soul, as we poured into the music … we were releasing a sound that we could never initiate as individuals… only our unity could produce such a wave. The minute we placed our instruments down and the cameras turned away, we couldn’t do anything else other than gather, embracing each other head to head, arms intertwined and our tears merging as one stream… it was us… it was our story… and it was beautiful.

Do I deserve such a place, in that circle of love, faith and dreams? I don’t think so… but I won’t let anyone or anything take it away from me. “Vague Souvenir” is an album that will live with me forever, a powerful testimony of how redemption can set me free, carrying away what I let go off my shaky hands and splash right back at me waves of unexpected blessings, life experiences, vivid emotions and the daily invitation to jump towards the limitless horizon.

Please believe you also have your place in that circle of love, faith and dreams…
I love you

-Miss Isabel

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