I have always been in a pop style, and yet when I rediscovered Mao I naturally leaned towards a more cinematic style, far from what I used to listen to and play. And I still don’t know why, I was very surprised and still am, but that’s what happens when I let myself go.

Despite having music theory classes in an academic setting, I still feel I have a certain freedom to do whatever I want. Whether it’s rhythmically off-kilter or dissonant, these are things that don’t bother me; on the contrary, I sometimes enjoy playing with them. That being said, as the months go by and I gain experience, I think my new pieces are becoming more and more formatted.

On my first album “Memories of a forgotten time,” I notice a break in my album between the 5th track “Twenty” and the 6th “Manhunt.” The pieces have become less personal, they no longer tell my story but other stories that are not mine.

I don’t visualize the stories I tell, I hear them of course, but the visual aspect is missing. I’m lucky to have my boyfriend who started telling me stories he imagines when I play him my pieces, and thanks to him, I immerse myself in the visual aspect of music, I see everything he sees. This allows me to complete the missing part of my pieces.