As he drives by the old house in his pink cabriole, right past the bus stop where he waited every morning, he remembers his home town. Or maybe he is coming back home after a long journey of life. The sun is both setting and rising for him, saying goodbye and welcome at the same time. Sunrays reflect off of his windshield.

Driving through this 80s movie scene, the red curtains open. He is on the stage, with the spotlight shining on him. He picks up the guitar, left in the blue satin, and pulls its strings to the rhythm of his favorite songs. He sang together with Journey and didn’t stop believin’. He follows the girl with Police, marking every breath he takes. He bites the dust with Queen, just to return back to his home town once again. And once again, the sun says hello and goodbye. Holla. Salut. Adios. Trapped in the retro circle, again and again like that. Forever.