Album Notes

Walking out of the venue of the fantastic party you just had one minute ago, you then marched down the narrow street bathed in mild sunshine toward home, just as usual. With the stomach flooded over by alcohols of bloody Mary and ginger wine, you thought to plan a nice after party, to invite just the exhausted body and muscle of your own. “ No more tied up with any TV show “ sighed you, “ I want to cheer up tonight, to take care of my drying skin and eyes, that’s all“ you thought.

And then, something took over the minute you thought to follow. As you could remember, it was a complete clear day that you hardly could wipe out from the memoir of daily life.

In this day, you ran into this girl, named chili angel, right at the ??? Boulevard Route ??? back to the golden year 1678, toward the cross road taken over by crowds of walkers-by. She then kidnapped you, threw you onto her night bus, declaring to want to drive you to the center of universe.

While she drove the floating unaccustomed shape of microscopic night bus in the bouncing space, you saw a little creature, chili angel’s babe bee doggie, playing with her own tail round after round right beside the carefree night bus driver, who randomly danced her fingers on the steering wheel.

You soon slept over like fainted owing to the breathless room of thin rare air. After one hour you woke up, wondering how the engine kept its performance to the perfect tranquility that surrounded your every bone. Then you unexpectedly saw this passenger, sitting right next, kidnapped twenty minutes ago before you, with a warm smile that ignited your eyes. You both then fell in love, just, madly . . .