Guitar & Forest - October 2012

I thank my parents for the dry wood I brought to the forest with me. I could have played the October harmony thanks to it in that surprising icy kingdom at the top of Kelecsky Javornik. I thank the producers of the winter tyres, that when it comes to it, the car doesn’t move a shit and creeps up the hill. I thank my wife Stanka for her support and the colourful photographs. And I thank my guitar for the great sound in the strange forest concert hall of the Hostyn hills.