Undying

I was born in a glacial autumn, in the '80s.
As a child, I discovered the beauty of dreams.
In adolescence, I lost them.
Then I discovered Lynch.
Now I live with nightmares, and chase what I have lost.
Art is my only light. Mystery is my drug. The sweetness of a woman is what fools me.
I sharpen every day the art of escape.

Music is my most intimate lover.
From dark nightmares to industrial ones, from Morrison to Reznor, passing through Curtis and new wave. From divine Tori to shoegaze feedback, the pulsations of Bristol, LSD trips, and the sophistication of the Duke. But also the anger and poetry of the street, Waits and Cave, the songs of origins and deals with the devil. And much, much more...