Category Archives: Mots


Radio P’hotal

That’s the name he gave to the radio, while reflecting on what is hospitality. This sound is born from a call for sound, highly intellectual, but still it happened in a place that was focused by the call, an interstice of thecity, occupied house, raising … Read More

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On the path of Promaja…

A radio essay that flirts with fiction, its link is finally accessible on this website. Travelled to Sheffield with the collective “In the dark radio”, in Ferrara (Festival l’Internationale, Mondo Ascolti) and Brest (Longueur d’ondes) ! And on, for whom I firstly produced it. … Read More

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Saïd was recorded on the spot, unprogrammed, as a young man decided to share his concerns on his life, and share his poetic way to do so, right in the middle of a cycling workshop. He adresses, through his personal life and feelings, the most … Read More

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Promaja is on air – February 2013

Listen to Léa Promaja on FM and streaming this week – 11th to 17th of February. The essence of Léa’s is in a word, Promaja. Sound piece on air all this week on 23 radios in Europe and beyond. From a group of radios willing … Read More


Freedom from Pessoa

The poem of Lord Pessoa, Mister Person, in Portuguese. M. Someone, or maybe No one as it could be in French translation. Except that M. No One became someone, the brightest poet of lusphone’s litterature. Don’t get angry, Fernando. I took the freedom to give … Read More

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Repeat after Paolo

IN ITALIAN – ACCESSIBLE FOR ALL – The chalk crumbles on the blackboard. The chairs creak. Students arrive one by one, from four, they are now twenty-five. All from India or Bangladesh, all immigrants in Italy, with or without papers. And all are absorbed by … Read More

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P’tit Jean, Little John, in other words

IN FRENCH – P’tit Jean, Little John, in other words, memories of elder sisters about their little brother, my father. Called P’tit Jean when he was a small kid.