Samuel d'Hortax

pursues the meaning of elements meanwhile meantime it happens and disappears... . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

lettre à funky porcini | 07 juin 2010

Object : Mission to mars

Hello, Mr, Musician funky porcini,

First of all, if you’re reading this letter and if this letter gets through all the way I salute you, I bow down and thank you for all the goods you’re bringing to my world since middle 90’s.

As I wish to continue my creation I wish to put down videos on your music.

Of course it would be great. No doubt.

I’m proposing you to share a little something, out there.

In the following manner, I intentionally avoid showing you anything. To keep free minded. Another way it would maybe only bring you prejudices or put me in a bad posture or situation. My work hasn’t been seeing outside my circle of friends. I hope you’ll be once one of them.

I inevitably give less chance to realize my request but the risk is not even deliberate.

I think it’s simply not a need. I just write you a letter with hope and intention.

Everything passes, there‘s no turning back, only remembers.

Is it already too long?

Perhaps it seems a joke or it does evoke only a way too harsh of introducing or just slightly one proposition among the others!

It would be a damned shame.

But as I said: “As I wish to continue my creation, as I wish to put down videos on your music.”

If any time you need or looking someone or something new, if any time you wish to share a note with another foreigner, please, just give me a regard.

Take note.

Full of please.

Cia Cia.