The Windy City of the Blues
or how little Pommbear tries to pick up tracks We know it. A straight construct of life is a feeling about vibes. We usually just run around and don‘t listen, if someone wants to tell us something. Whether it is about joy or just something to make us think in different ways. We are busy with all our statements in drawers in such a perfect world. Pre-chewed guessings that turn into opinions. But in our heart we know all the truth. We feel it. And we can hear it. The Blues tells. The truth. 
The truth is like a whore. Everybody knows her, but nobody admits it. That makes things so sad with the truth. Bright lights of the lighthouse in the twilight zone Some tracks to go.....Go Pommbear, go and go! Joane Baby and group in 2005 at Chicago Music Festival