Um sítio a descobrir. Pela música, pela arte.
Sobre os Little Dragon:
"On occasional full moons the pine trees would light up in neon auras of lime and turquoise and the ground would shake with a steady rumble. The tiny creature grew into a little dragon. It wrestled with the large wind sometimes. The heat of its breath would weave in with the cool air and make patterns in the sky. Although the creature was a powerful little beast it was light as a feather and would often sleep on the leaf flowing in the breeze.
And there it would dream in a dream. These dreams were without visuals and haunted by sounds. electric sounds and beats would pump its little heart and make her sleep walk around the forest like a ghost dancing in the night.
And the aching of this lonely creatures heart would be reflected in bittersweet melodies both haunting and happy."
By Ulla Tom Tom