On the paths of the Blue Mountains there are temples like living dreams, refuges for passing birds where you can still experience a few magic concerts. Thus Kannonshoji and its scent of sandalwood, its horizon open towards Lake Biwa…

So here we are on this adventure. It has been several years since I wanted to share a sort of nomadic notebook around music. This writing project along the way gradually became that of an album. So I will…

This photo was taken this weekend when we arrived on the small island of Okishima, the only island inhabited on the fort, immense and deep Lake Biwa, island where with Yöko Takeda we are welcomed in a creative residency…