Riding upon notes, tones and tempos in measures of rhythms that are taking us all into depths of wonder and time - readying selves for the best magical, musical ride of our lives.
A mystical and surreal depth where everyone takes their steps into
another dimension, filling everyone with musical delight, soaring
quietly on measures of rhythms.
Gently taking us on an adventuresome journey that only Cold Front
can produce for us every time we hear them play, because they play
from their hearts, touching ours intensely.
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