Fireflies

Krakowians, and you residents of neighboring lands!

There is no longer any need to worry about further heat waves, rising liquid fuel prices or unfulfilled election promises. Either way, soon the merciless hand will shake us and knock the figurines of our beings off the chessboard of life. A chessboard carved with streams of tears of joy and sorrow, chipped at the edges by falls and collisions, covered with a sour tinge of sexual exaltation, and sometimes a glassy frosting of noble gestures.

But before that happens, something else is going to happen there. When the frost is already biting rivers and lakes, and the ground becomes unfavorable to the shovel again, on December 5th, something will happen on the Studio Club stage. Four (not just any) atoms scattered in space will again, for a moment, join a molecule bound by a covalent (or ionic) bond of memories.

Memories as tender and rough as a pile of slag in the August sun. This molecule, the supernormal molecule is called Fireflies and as the Fireflies Temporary Quartet on stage for a while, it will dance and dance in the dim light of modern spotlights. Like a butterfly or a moth.

We invite you!