The album Feuilles Fauves, due out in September, brings forth small flames of hope from the chaos of the world. With Feuilles Fauves, Lo'Jo invites us on a sun-drenched journey, thanks to its invented language, Creole, and sounds from around the world and beyond. Thanks to sensitive lyrics, sometimes playful or enchanting. Thanks to the spark of Jupiter & Okwess on two tracks, to the mischief of Mélissa Laveaux in Julie, not as a singer but as a sparkling reader. Feuilles Fauves takes us dancing to "Valses Étranges," lingers on our vanity, and questions "Le temps" (with René Lacaille), "the poets' favorite theme," admits Denis Péan. Time stretches out, and so we can always write about it. Listening to Aswar ("this evening" in homemade Creole), we find ourselves in Argentina to the tempo of chamamé, a traditional musical genre from the province of Corrientes. Thanks to Brother Barrett, we discover the Rasta community of Pinnacle, in Jamaica. We learn with them, their humor and their sharpness of mind, how to express "La Kolèr," whose haunting melodies take on shamanic airs. With Feuilles Fauves, each song is a journey, each word a peregrination, each sound an adventure. Once again, Lo'Jo offers us the grace of words and the sweetness of sounds from around the world, allowing us to contemplate it – with delight.