Once upon a time a ragtag group of Troubadours from all corners of the globe came to the land of the rising sun and settled in Osaka, this is the story of how they won the east, one song at a time.
The road to redemption is sometimes long and perilous, the Troubadour’s life is one such road, bringing tunes to the world, one place at a time. Moving over land like lyrical nomads, the story unfolding with each step.
Sunface is one such nomad, travelling the world, spreading the word through music. The notes slowly blunting the blades of desire and heartache. Like a tonic for despair, the melodies ring out through the arches, warming hearts like an open hearth in winter. Healing wounded soldiers of the soul and giving peace and tranquility to those displaced by their own storms.
Music is the one truly direct art form, those that practice it fire emotion bullets from their instruments, piercing the armor of scarred souls and the callouses of everyday heartache, finding their own redemption in the songs and the souls saved.
The road to redemption is sometimes long and perilous, the Troubadour’s life is one such road, bringing tunes to the world, one place at a time. Moving over land like lyrical nomads, the story unfolding with each step.
Sunface is one such nomad, travelling the world, spreading the word through music. The notes slowly blunting the blades of desire and heartache. Like a tonic for despair, the melodies ring out through the arches, warming hearts like an open hearth in winter. Healing wounded soldiers of the soul and giving peace and tranquility to those displaced by their own storms.
Music is the one truly direct art form, those that practice it fire emotion bullets from their instruments, piercing the armor of scarred souls and the callouses of everyday heartache, finding their own redemption in the songs and the souls saved.