Three syllables, three sounds, three characters. A stroll with unexpected nooks, unusual encounters, disjointed liaisons. An assortment made of blackbird and paper-mâché, a frisky suction cup, a messy pair of backwards scissors. An incoming tide that brings with it the scattered remains of its own body… chaperoned by the belches of obsessional fears, the fruit of a limpid mélange of the introduction and the catastrophic arrival of a young saucepan…

Composition

• Personal studio, Paris (France)

Premiere

• April 4, 2001, Concert, Texas (USA)