Words by Sean Moeller, Illustration by Johnnie Cluney, Recording engineered by Ian Grimble and Richard Matthews of Communion Music at 2KHz, Crouch End, London
The three fine folks who make up We Were Evergreen can't help but make us feel as if we've just come upon one or all of the following:
A big pot of honey and some faucet with warm water with which we can wash the stickiness off when we're through.
A patch of untouched, fresh strawberries that are so red and so ripe that they make your eyes pop.
A shower that you've been craving for days.
That one hand you've been wanting to hold for months and months.
The person attached to that hand, looking at you with a twinkle in their eyes for the first time ever.
A day without one single obligation or responsibility and there's the fireplace and there's a fresh pot of coffee and there's the book that you've been meaning to get to.
A new litter of bunnies who need a home, one that you're planning on giving them.
A fresh snow, one that doesn't need to be shoveled, just admired.
Your best friend surprising you at your door after not seeing them for months.
A lost love, regained or returned.
A great hug.
A blinding display of color.
A heartbreakingly green lawn.
A horse galloping wildly, without a rider.
The sweet gaze of a ghost.
A better kiss than hug.