The north of Europa calls me every time I hear one of my favorites music grups: Sigur Ros.
They are from Iceland and I can see in every chord the green frozen fields, the blue enveloping water. When I went to Puerto Natales and Punta Arenas in the south of Chile, I think the whole time that I love that cold. It wasn't a cold that penetrates under your clothes like the cold of the north of Chile, or the cold weather of Santiago. it was more like a feeling that surrounds every thing.
I would like to visit those cold countries. I would like to feel that cold arround the ideas. A cold that pervade every idea so when you hear music from those countries you can hear that cold like a frozen cristal in every chord, in every melody, in the selection of the instrument. You can hear a cold music that makes you fly to the lands where composers and musicans live or used to live.
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