The fun thing about being reborn is renewing an acquaintanceship with old favorites . .. music and people . . . and bit by bit I am finding my way to my old friends . . .how nice . . . I love this album of Khimero . . . the mellow vocals . . the spacey feel of the rock music . . . how it carries me away . . . somewhere really pleasant, heavenly even . . . When the guitar kicks into "Perdus au monde" I just fly away with the clouds . . I float lost above a lost world . . . sunk into my reverie . . . wandering through my dreams . . . a fantasy of a watery, blue planet . . . drifting through an endless space . . . littered with endless stars . . . dreaming . . . looking for something . . . looking for peace desiring love . "Première neige" was so tender and sentimental . . soft and fragile like the first snow . . touching the earth like white down drifting with the slightest breeze . . . . . the music fills me with a hunger for more and I listen again and again . . . and again . . .