Spark of inspiration was hopping near the garbage bins.

Some time ago there was a morning I had serious problems with my musical ignition. I just couldn’t make the decision of what to do.

Should I go orchestral, acoustic, guitar-stuff or electronic? What genre shall I conquer next? How do I feel right now?

I knew I wanted to make something from scratch. I have a cubic metre of A4s filled with musical notes, but I didn’t feel browsing through them.

Then I took out the trash. Literally.

On my way back in, I stopped to watch some house sparrows. Funny little guys. Hopping there, looking for food.


LE MOINEAU A LA BOUFFE was composed and recorded basically in one (long) sitting. Living is easy when you know exactly what to do.

Thanks sparrow guys!