
One week of Entre mer et brume
Five songs drawn from memories of a journey through Brittany — between coast, forest, encounter and longing.
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La cité corsaire – The hair that took the grey for itself
A holiday photograph from the ferry, an old corsair and a French line that gave my grey beard its story a year later.
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Sometimes an image needs a whole year before it tells its story.
On our journey through Brittany, a photo of me was taken on the ferry from Saint-Malo to the other side of the city. I am leaning against the wooden rail, the sea behind me. A scarf on my head, my now quite grey beard braided.
At the time, it was simply a holiday photograph.
Only a year later, as I swiped through the pictures from our journey, did it become the figure of a sailor. Perhaps an old corsair who has seen a great deal and whose stories live somewhere between the city walls of Saint-Malo and the Atlantic.

One of my favourite moments in the song is its bridge:
Si mes cheveux ont pris le gris
C’est que j’ai parlé longtemps à la pluie.
I love this French phrasing.
I like the way my own beard has turned grey over the years. How many different colours it now contains. And perhaps also the thought that each of those colours tells a little of the years behind me.
When I listen to “La cité corsaire” today, I do not just see a sailor before me.

I also see that moment on the ferry, the sea and the old walls of Saint-Malo.
And a photograph that waited a year to tell its story.
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From a journey to a musical circle
How a journey, many memories and new tools became a complete musical work for the first time.
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The process matters. But without an outcome, the process is nothing. That is exactly what makes this EP so special to me.
The first images of Entre mer et brume did not emerge in a studio, but during a journey through Brittany: by the coast, in the harbour of Saint-Malo and among the ancient stones and golden paths of Brocéliande. Places became memories, memories became lyrics and, step by step, the lyrics became music.
In my twenties and thirties, I experienced band life intensely. We spent hours and days in rehearsal rooms, wrote songs, played concerts, laughed and argued together. Many songs were created then. But studio time was expensive, so some pieces remained mainly live moments or memories.
With Entre mer et brume, a complete musical circle has closed for me for the first time.
Today, different tools are available to me. I can follow an idea, refine lyrics and musical versions, develop images and artwork, listen again and again, and finally bring everything to a deliberate conclusion. Artificial intelligence does not replace my story or my decisions. It helps me make my ideas audible and visible.
That is how individual travel images became five connected songs. Coast, forest, mist, encounter and longing form one shared space. For me, the EP is therefore more than a collection of tracks: it is a work I was able to shape and accompany from the first memory to the finished image.
Perhaps completion does not mean that a story ends. Perhaps it means that it has found a form in which it can continue its journey.

Five songs drawn from memories of a journey through Brittany — between coast, forest, encounter and longing.
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Five songs drawn from memories of Brittany. With this EP, a musical circle closes for me for the first time.
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