Somewhere between Minotaurus and a factory boy you will find the broncosaurus. It doesn´t matter if you don´t know what or where you are. Your favorite female may pray for reality. If you spend your nights flying with benandanti it is ok. You can have cortisone skin and live in a solid hole. Stop wiping your tears off the mirror – get in line!
Because in the end, what is a broncosaurus anyway, it may well be dull and boring and, quite, quite wonderful.
To be digitally released soon: Broncosaurus by Per Bronco Karlsson & Tibet in reverse
Per Bronco Karlsson