Simple present

In synchrony with the discreet charm of first buds, I’m softly coming out from the assiduous immersion that preceded the organization of the army of notes about to flood Toulouse, Rennes and Lyon. The No Land full manoeuvres begin this month and I’ll tell you more about them soon.

CosmoZ, Plonger les mains dans l’acide, Comment rester immobile quand on est en feu… I have the privilege, since many years, to come close to the words and voice of the limitless translator as inextricably poet: Claro. I’ll meet him again to dive into the shining lava of his poetry, during a Music Lecture on the 7th in Bobigny for the Festival Hors Limite.

Herem, Richard III, Figures… I have the privilege, since many years, to come close to the words and voice of the limitless translator as inextricably poet: André Markowicz. I’ll meet him again to dive into the sharpened ether of his poetry, during a Music Lecture followed by an encounter, on the 23rd in Châteaubriant for the Lettre en Scène festival.

Kyrie Kristmanson, Rosemary Standley, Anne Gouverneur, Maëva Le Berre, Géraldine Martineau, Nicolas Repac, JP Nataf, Simon Dalmais, Nicolas Martel… Two new performances with sparkling strass and the mad guys from the Madamelune dreamed music hall, ‘On a dit…’, on the 9th in Clichy and the 19th in Rennes for the Mythos festival.

At the Museum of Brittany – Champs Libres in Rennes, the TAN-dégâts des eaux exhibition conceived with Richard Dumas keeps up its self-burning. We will both be there on the 30th to accompany visits and to sign the marvellous vinyl disc-portfolio released for the event.

, the monsters from the Rational Gallery are still eyeing the delicious dishes, while waiting to be adopted. In big data, bytes of NO&RD only wait for you on Bandcamp to make the air vibrate with your senses inside. In the darkness of boxes, some MellaNoisEscape, vinyl discs are patiently waiting, while dreaming to discover the world and less alike neighbours so that to celebrate their 2nd Anniversary.

And to end with, two words that might turn this spring into a beginning Nuit Debout.

Olivier Mellano