I made an illustration that honors NOT only music, it is more a tribute to my youth, to the golden eras that each day look farther away.
These teenage days of greater uncontrollability and lack of responsibilities. Money didn't matter, friends and new plans mattered. Go home and know that the next day would be better.
The illustration is based on a drawing I made at the time, it was embodied in a gridbook that I found on a current visit to Mom's house.
Cheers for all nostalgic.
