Siren, a kaleidoscope word loaded with images, music, memories…
The civil siren, its strident, sharp and tense sound summons an entire city to remember the threat, the war, the bombs, … His call drew the crowds to the shelter and bowels of the city.
The muezzin, which rhythms the days and nights of the city, immobilizes time and dreams, summons its inhabitants to inner listening, meditation and prayer.
The mermaids, with the sublime death song whose beauty, between Charybde and Scylla, precipitated the sailors into the sea.
Crossing these three evocations by touches, as in a dream: from the sound to the melody, from the saturated sounds of the guitar to the fragility of a voice that rises, to rediscover the emotion carried by the voices singing together, to tile the bewitching tablecloths of an orthodox choir with the haunting scansions of the horns accompanying the prayer to the dead of Ravel, to intertwine the beauty of the prayer sung towards infinity, the sound carried and caressed by the breath, with the impulse of the inarticulate, Borborygma, human madness. To try a «vanity» that plays between the fascination of death, the temptation of prayer, and the veneration of love, when there remains only drunkenness.
