"Songs for the End (But Not Quite Yet)"

The album was born out of urgency — a response to a cancer diagnosis and the sudden awareness that time was no longer limitless.

It came knocking — uninvited, unannounced, and definitely unwanted. Suddenly, the clock was ticking louder than usual.

On a farewell visit to Brussels to see close friends, the idea took shape: to bring together all my songs — old and new — and craft an intimate, acoustic album.  A little musical legacy, something to leave behind.

We started with Whispering Angel, a new piece that felt right not just as a track, but as a title for the whole project. From there, it became a process of organic elimination. The rule was simple: if in doubt, it’s out. Not because a song wasn’t good, but because it had to feel right — it had to belong.

Some tracks had unexpected transformations. Cherry on Top began as a poem but evolved into a raw acoustic rap. Born in the Wrong Skin and The Young and the Lost nearly vanished in a climate-fueled flood — almost lost forever, which gave them even more urgency and weight.

Waiting for the Clouds was one of those almost-lost gems — a cover of a song that, oddly, still hasn’t been released. Technically, I may have covered a song before the original came out. That’s got to be a record.

Then there’s Sugar Mice, a crowd favorite from the 90`s — a singalong with heart and nostalgia. Glass Petal Girls offers a poignant reflection on first love — fragile, fleeting, unforgettable. And finally, Blue Dot — a meditation on our tiny, sacred world spinning through space, while we continue to treat it as disposable. A society obsessed with numbers, sacrificing symbiosis for self importance. Lines drawn on maps that fuel false patriotism and separation.