In a short time I lost a lot of loved ones. In the period that followed I could not sleep. It seemed like I was constantly on the alert for danger. At night I would go to my studio, grab my guitar and write songs to find peace. I went from light to dark, darkest and then to a slow sunrise … 5 o’clock … my favorite moment, when the first birds started singing. This journey through the night was a discovery in which I understood that if I loved, I’d also run the risk of losing that loved one. I had to admit that I was vulnerable. At the end of the trip I discovered that precisely in this vulnerability lies so much beauty. Without vulnerability love and connection lose their depth. If love wasn’t fragile, I would take it for granted. If connectedness wasn’t limited, I wouldn’t have any yearning.
This album is an ode to fragility. In the poem on the back my Journey to the End of the Night is represented in brief. The songs form a whole and fall into place in the poem.