Eleinvaders

Music. Once upon a time there were these people who called themselves "musician." What we are is up to you, but I'm telling you, I've no idea. We make music.

The living inconclusive freeway of five parallel life lanes converging as a free way for any fellow student driver to find themselves traveling toward the same mysterious destination. Aimless in their cause, knowing the path but not the means, came together for no reason better than to experience a tune. A dream was born from a meaningless idea, to continue constructing experiences that could make  ...