Stephan Eicher – Poussière d’Or

I can't help myself. The blank page doesn't scare me. A piano stool is often the only place where the world stops being too noisy, too complex. A guitar in my lap helps when things get too fast, too heavy. Then harmonies and melodies emerge, based on texts by writer friends Philippe Dijan and Martin Suter. And then I play these musical seeds to other friends. They start to play with me, push me to record them, and other musicians are added, other hands too. And suddenly, these songs come to life. They became an album, and found their title: Poussière d'or... Now it's time to share them - like warm bread placed in the middle of a table.