Whilst travelling on a train that snaked under the belly of the city I had my first experience of Guanaco. And this seemed like the perfect place to absorb the gentle drones and picked guitar sort of working as a protective shield from the serpent-like shrieks of the trains brakes. All this seems a little pretentious, and, well.. It probably is, but I'm hoping it in some way helps the image of a sort of unstated and calm beauty that can serve as a neat distraction from everything that kind of swirls and races past. Listen to a few tracks on the myspace.

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