It is an immense joy to work with Laurent Seyral on this short piece by Daniel Keen . A monologue of an exile with holey pockets, who is looking for an identity. How do we find our place in a world where what we have defines us? Memories of war mingle with street noise and imagination. Musical lyrics like a well-known refrain punctuate this piece which questions our humanity. The Beatles appear in his memories as a soundtrack that soothes the heart to face the unbearable.
Creation 2025
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