Night falls and you're still at the Faire, marveling at the wonders and sou… Read Full Bio ↴Night falls and you're still at the Faire, marveling at the wonders and sounds around you. A soft laughter echoes in the distance as you notice a quiet spot around the burning open hearth. Around it a people sitting, listening, there and far away, distant in thought and memory. They travel by the sound of the singer accompanied by his lone guitar.
That singer could be the enigmatic man who works under the moniker of Like a Fire in Nebraska. You've never been to Nebraska yourself, but somehow you get it, or think you do. Originally from Berlin and now based in Wellington, New Zealand, Like a Fire has a way of producing a warm sense of solace, much needed at day's end. And perhaps, for you, it also sounds like home.
by Oded (Tel Aviv, Israel)
That singer could be the enigmatic man who works under the moniker of Like a Fire in Nebraska. You've never been to Nebraska yourself, but somehow you get it, or think you do. Originally from Berlin and now based in Wellington, New Zealand, Like a Fire has a way of producing a warm sense of solace, much needed at day's end. And perhaps, for you, it also sounds like home.
by Oded (Tel Aviv, Israel)
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@SomeplaceOrAnother
Wow, that's some old lights, very cool 😎
@brandons9398
I have seen this when I visited spending time there over the Christmas season a few years ago. Very moving and memorable and makes one appreciate the true meaning of Christmas.
@jamesshaney8718
It's good to see that it all still gets done 5 th generation Kearney county citizen my self I moved a few years back but my great grandparents "Keedle " lived a block south of the square on the east side and if they they thought it was to cold to go to the pageant we would gather around the window that face noth to see the dome light up with cookies of course.
@byronkring
Oooooooo