Within the last 2 years, the world music folk has seen among others the rise of James Vincent Mcmorrow. He is not a king, he is not a prince, he is with it attitude somehow someone more humble than royal blood. Something of a pilgrim on quest like Herman Hesse’s Goldmund. Within the many nuances that James Vincent likes to share from his soul to his voice, i thought we could share that one. It was in Barcelona this year.