It's a tale of the obvious. Four established musicians meet in the same room and make music as if for the first time.
A kind of acoustic rock, some would say, soft grunge, others would say. In warm, wooded rooms, they composed their first tracks, repeating them over and over again. Playing together, therefore, to restore life as it passes, fallible and true. And in so doing, to remind us of the obvious, which we forget: music is an art of presence.