Back in December, I think I told X-EA that I wanted to create a musical project that was less sad for once, even if it meant abandoning the one I’d already made. In the end, it’s the same events, the same productions, the same lyrics that keep coming back. There’s still that cathartic side to it. I’d say this one is the closest, the most vulnerable, far more than my other releases. Maybe that’s why I kept going. I hate giving too much context or too many events around my music. This invisible love makes me important and represents me as I truly am. The cover comes from a NINA concert. The Californian girl next to me could probably sue for image rights, you never know. I’m afraid of not being enough. I’m afraid my friends are friends with me because I look miserable. I’m afraid of being nothing more than a so-called poor poet, I'm afraid of ruining my life, I’m Kaymond Razik, and this album is an album of self-seduction, for everyone, probably.