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The Journey of Sound: Our Mystical (and Slightly Wild) Adventure in Germany 馃嚛馃嚜鉁堬笍馃

  • Natalia De la fuente
  • 8 jun
  • 2 min de lectura

They say migratory birds travel in search of warmth. We, being musical birds, decided to do the exact opposite: we packed up our wooden instruments in Barcelona and headed north, ready to ignite the heart of Germany with our Mediterranean and Latin American fusion.

What happened on the road between Berlin, Cologne, and Wissen went beyond all expectations. It was a tour full of contrasts, magic, and moments that felt straight out of an adventure novel.


Eye-level view of a vibrant musical instrument collection

馃惢 Berlin: The Day We Made Time Stand Still in the Techno Capital

Arriving in Berlin with a Spanish guitar, synths, and organic percussion is like walking into a futuristic temple carrying an ancient amulet. The anticipation was high. We performed in a multicultural space where the walls practically breathe art and history. At first, the Berlin crowd鈥攆amous for being demanding and deeply loyal to electronic beats鈥攚atched us with respectful distance.

But then, the first wooden chords struck, and the Andean flutes began to soar over the pavement. A beautiful phenomenon took place: the rush of the big city froze. We saw people close their eyes, connect with the poetry, and just let go. When it was over, a very tall local approached us and said in perfect English: "You don't just make music; you create landscapes."We left Berlin knowing we had planted a piece of our roots in the capital of avant-garde.


馃彴 Cologne: Mystical Acoustics on the Banks of the Rhine

Our next stop was Cologne (K枚ln), a city where the majesty of its breathtaking Gothic cathedral can be felt at every corner. The concert here took on a mystical tone. We played in an underground venue near the Rhine River.

The combination of the night mist, dim lighting, and the natural reverb of the space wrapped the songs in a unique aura. It created an atmosphere so intimate that for a moment we forgot we were in western Germany; it felt like a ritual around a bonfire. The audience in Cologne, with overflowing warmth, cheered along to rhythms they had never heard before, proving that when music has a soul, language doesn't matter.


馃尣 Wissen: Hidden Magic in the Woods

If Berlin was the urban contrast and Cologne was the mysticism, Wissen was the fairytale. Arriving in this lush, green, wooded corner felt like stepping into another dimension. The concert felt like a shared secret.

A bit of fantasy took over the night: we could swear that among the wonderful local crowd who welcomed us with open arms, the woodland creatures themselves peeked out to listen to Paloma鈥檚 flute. It was the perfect closure for the tour: an absolute return to nature, to the essentials, connecting directly with the spirit of songs like "La Forma de lo Humano".


馃エ The Journey鈥檚 Takeaway

We returned to Barcelona with our bags a bit heavier (packed with pretzels, memories, and an immense love for the German audience), but with our spirits soaring high. Germany showed us that no matter how far north you go, the warmth of music always finds a way to break through and ignite anyone's winter.

Thank you to everyone who shared this flight with us in German lands!

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