BORN OF A LULL, AMIDST A WORLD TORN BY PANDEMIA, EMERGED A VISION OF A PLACE WHERE THINGS WEREN’T SO STRUNG OUT ON THEIR OWN SPREE OF INSANITY. A PLACE WHERE THE NATURAL ELEMENTS OF EARTH, FIRE, WATER AND AIR EXISTED SEAMLESSLY WITH THE FLORA AND FAUNA OF THE IMAGINATION; FORMED FOR, AND OF THEIR OWN INTENT AND SLATED FOR THEIR OWN FRUITION.

THIS LAND WAS CALLED ‘HAPI CAPRICORN’ AND ALL WHO EXPERIENCED IT WERE AN ILK OF ONE MEANS, A TROOP OF SIGHT-SEEING, WONDER-LUSTING RACONTEURS. THEY WERE VISIONARIES OF THE ALCHEMICAL, IN THAT, AS A RESULT OF FINDING SUCH A MYSTERIOUS AND LAUDABLE LAND, THEIR AIM WAS TO SET FORTH AND AMALGAMATE THE ‘REAL WORLD’ AND THAT OF ‘HAPI CAPRICORN’, INTO ONE - CREATING SOMETHING ENTIRELY FRESH IN FORM. A WORLD THAT MARRIED THE LOST CHILDREN OF LIFE TO THE LIGHT-BEINGS OF DREAMS.

WELL, AS YOU CAN SEE, THEY WERE SOMETHING OF A CREATIVE SORT, AND THEIR MUSIC TAKES NO BACKSEAT. THEIR LYRICAL IMAGERY FLOWS EFFORTLESSLY FROM ‘A’ TO ‘B’ TO ‘C’ TO ‘D’ AND SO ON. THEIR MUSICAL NOTATION EXISTS IN SERVICE TO THEIR WORDS, BOUNCING AND BOBBING MELODIC RYTHMS FROM SERENE SCENES OF SADNESS TO COLLOIDAL IMPRESSIONS OF FASCINATED BLISS. THEIR HARMONIC MIX OF STEREO SATURATION AND THIN WHISPS OF RECURRING HISS ARE TURLY A BLEND OF WHAT THEY HAD ALL ALONG AIMED TO INTEND - THE ALCHEMICAL GOLD - HAPI CAPRICORN TAKING FORM - AND HERE THEY ARE.

SO LET THIS INTRODUCTION SERVE AS TWO THINGS: FIRST, AS REMINDER TO ALWAYS FIND YOUR SEAT IN THE STEERING-SECTION OF LIFE’S ODD TURNS, AND, SECOND, AS A GRAND APPRECIATION OF THE FANTASTICAL WHIMS THAT ARE ABOUT TO BE BESTOWED UNTO YOU. DELIGHT IN IT! WE MERE MORTALS HAVE ONLY SO LONG TO GO ON THE PATH THAT STRETCHES TO THE DEVINE. BUCKLE UP DEARIES! PRAY FOR THE DAY WE ARRIVE. AND UNTIL THEN, HERE’S HAPI CAPRICORN.