one piano, one me and many of my stories. what's in the songs, what's between them. one is difficult to sing about, the other is easy to joke about.

I'm glad that summer is over, because autumn brings me the much-needed concentration, and I can invite listeners to closed rooms where no one prevents them from experiencing each other anymore.

the listeners will hear songs about lost keys, as well as new songs about two people who met in the middle of winter.