Denibée is like a music factory, acoustic building of unparalleled originality where the sky is each wall and the space is each piece. Its columns are intertwined through resonating vertical efforts, pure and incessant harmonies that pierce the echo of their structures and make them human and sensitive.
In slow movements, a sound world expands in dialogue between fantasy and freedom. The flute is the thread and in each work finds its way. Air passages without truce form brave torrents of soft water. Luminous pulses branch out and forcefully push the blood in the veins of one ear, both real and imaginary.