The poem Rozpejánok is written in free speech. The name “pejan” is hidden in its name, which means that it is a song, singing, in this case a song about a rose. The rose motive in the poem represents a symbol of perfection, symmetry and purity.

Nowadays I have more to write than to sing. Read this with an ease of being and wish for early singing! Maginhrad is a hill above Botto's birthplace, Vyšný Skálnik. 

At the end of last year, I decided to record the songs gradually, one at a time (my source of inspiration is the work of Ján Botto), and that in this way I would experience isolation healthy, responsible and sensible. I did not expect to be so overwhelmed by the suffering that the covid period brought. My recording plans were stuck.

I like stories in songs. I respond to those that fundamentally touch me. The song Báj Maginhradu was composed without long speeches in my rehearsal room. I sent the home recording to three musicians - Peter Luha (guitar), Peter Korman (double bass) and Michal Fedor (drums) in December.

In the summer I was supposed to play at Čachtice Castle and for that occasion I decided to make a song from poem by Ján Botto about the Lady of Čachtice. The concert was canceled due to the coronavirus crisis and the song remained in the drawer, but not for long. Its premiere took place in the autumn in the form of a video clip sponsored by Jádu magazine,

 „Slovak people have the belief, that who would start doing a small table in the evening before Lucia (December 12), and grind something on it every day until Christmas, on Christmas Eve they will see all the witches in the church.“

Jealousy is dangerous. It causes what it fears most – the loss of love. We meet this hostile emotion, that led to a cruel murder in the allegorical ballad, Margita and Besná. Ján Botto wrote it on the basic of an old legend of Strečno.

The ancient Slavic goddess of winter, death and night, Morena, belonged to the spiritual world of our ancestors. (By the way, the Slovak writer Margita Figuli had the pseudonym Morena). Morana, Muriena, Hejhana,

Many new songs that I created during quarantine were not planned. I had a feeling that if I don’t create, I would burst because I had mixed feelings. There were a lot of them and that’s s why they fell out of me very quickly, spontaneously.

It often happens that what I just need comes to me with foresight. After accidentally hearing the ballad Yellow Lily on the radio, I was struck by the idea of setting this sound-painting poem to music.