One of my favorite compositions. Passionate, hot, intimate, but not vulgar. It all started with a crazy gleam in my eyes. What if the saxophone was the center of the composition? Not bass, not solo guitar. Sax. And the beginning had to be magical. Languid, a little pensive, and otherworldly. Blasting into an ocean of sound. With a roaring sub-bass at the end. And a stormy, bold, and rough beginning to the main theme. Crazy Spanish dancing on the roof of a high-rise building, under a full moon. I found it very strange, yet magnificent. Who the hell would dance on a rooftop at night? You’d have to get there somehow. Me! Within a couple of weeks, everything was ready. Bass, drums, synths. That’s it. One detail remained. The saxophone. Initially, it was a boring VST piece of junk. It sounded almost okay. But it reeked of plasticity, so much so that it was absolutely unbearable. It would have ruined the game. It destroyed the sexiness of the music. The intimacy of the imagery. The subtle chemistry. I contacted Lina Saroza online. I sent her a demo. Expecting such a wonderful saxophonist to respond or record seemed like a dream when my temperature was in the 40s. A couple of months later, I received an email. I remember excitedly telling my girlfriend about it. It contained an archive of stems. To say I was surprised is an understatement. I immediately took the project to the studio. The mixing and mastering went smoothly and successfully, thanks to the high-quality source files. The only thing was that the drums weren’t to my liking. This issue was soon resolved. You know, I won’t say anything more. Listen. Dance. Love.