Third release of drummer and sample-geek Rootsprovisionah. This one’s a hot and dusty roadtrip. Bottles of cheap rum on the backseat, a mute ragged somebody – a nobody perhaps – on the steering wheel. He asks no questions but knows exactly where you want to go. Down the road, away from all the lost loves, stop at a run down Blues Bar. A tattered Jazz Cafe, score some coke on the way. A little smack perhaps. A soundtrack to the confuzed, the brokenhearted. The man is still alive but was it really necessary to fuck his best friend`s girlfriend? Nevertheless this is an album about love…and coming home.