Lonely Spring

In the organizer's words:

It is what it is till it is what it isn't!

Time leaves its mark and even if it heals all wounds, the scars remain. Too much has happened and too much has already been experienced. Too much has been seen and too many have gone. Too much risked and too much lost. Life is black cigarette smoke in the innocent, unsuspecting lungs of youth and naivety. The head is numb from the intoxication of the
of the many lights of the passing moments and the heart ignorantly serves as an ashtray for the frail souls
of those who are brave enough to love. You wander through the night and the city and everything feels a little strange. As soon as you look around these streets like war trenches, memories pop into your head, wrapped in sweet melancholy. No matter where your thoughts take you, they don't lead you anywhere. You long for a moment to emerge from the maelstrom that hurls you through life, a brief respite, even if it changes nothing. So you walk down the stairs into a glittering vault and realize how you can force sadness to be absent for just one night. So you place yourself in the middle of the action, becoming one with the euphoria that surrounds you and you dance. You just want to dance. That's the spirit that drives LONELY SPRING. LONELY SPRING don't want to offer absolute solutions to all the questions that plague them and their audience, but they open up a momentum for the misfits out there to recharge their batteries together for a short time. LONELY SPRING are three guys who have known each other and made music together since their school days. Back then, they were still in a rehearsal room in a town of 7000 inhabitants. But their dreams were big and the will to achieve them was just as strong. They wanted to change something, they wanted the world to change.
the world to change. Their heroes proved to them that you can achieve anything if you keep standing up and raising your voice, if you sing for the world and for yourself whenever you lose yourself. Years later, the time has come: their eyes are set on the rock Olympics. They are ready to follow in the footsteps of their heroes. Ready to change everything.