"Just before the fall. Not here, not there, a temporary break between past and future, a vacuum. I found refuge in the transit camp "Arénas" in Marseille. The archival recordings from the 60s, the hums and mutterings of immigrant women, and melodies interrupted by a baby's cry, an embarrassed laugh, the clatter of pots... a trembling sentence and the voice of a woman continued to echo in my head, creating an avalanche of new words... This is how the Arénas music project was born."​​