In the low light where sounds birth learns to breathe,
dark eroticism already hums like deep bass-line.

Let us say that it is not the body that speaks here first,
but the fragile void before the note and tension lands ... tremor held between silence and desire.

Music moves  through shadow—
slow, deliberate, never naming what it touches.

serpent of a minor chord leans closer than words,
a rhythm lingers where restraint melts,
teaching longing how to sway.

echoes,
vinyl crackle, velvet night,

 voices with secrets it refuses to confess.

It is the art of almost,
the seduction of what remains just out of reach.

In this space, sound and desire conspire.

They remind us that the deepest intimacy
is often heard, 
felt in the pulse.


6) Some dared to take the pulse of the endless Dark

It is the stories and our imagination that give life and meaning to this world. And because I love music ... that it questions, that it awakens, that it intrigues, that it disturbs, that it moves... beyond the boundaries of genres ... This project is an expectation, a research in embryo ("one man band"), and the exploration - being for the moment totally free to leave the field - of the possibilities open to changing inspiration and protean nonconformism ... I admit that it is not easy to enter, and I thank all the more those who took the time to stop and listen to some of these stories ...

6) Some dared to take the pulse of the endless Dark

Darlings of Woe