Artur Dyjecinski

(http://www.arturdyjecinski.com & www.myspace.com/arturdyjecinski) Remember as a kid traveling through leafy Birchwood forests in the mountains of British Columbia. Remember sitting in the back of your parents faded mustard Ford Pinto, your ears filling with the sweet sounds of early Neil Young. Remember driving with the windows down, the play of cool mountain air against your face and the pleasant smell of foliage coming alive in the Spring.