From time to time, the groan of the sea wind interferes in the phone. Confined to the south of the Corbières, not far from Narbonne, Olivia Ruiz is 800 km from the capital. "In mid-March, I left my neighborhood of the Sacred Heart which was my protective cocoon for eighteen years and I cut the road to settle in the scrubland of my childhood, " she confides. his acidulous voice with a touch of singing accent. For my son Nino, who is four and a half years old, confinement is a celebration. It can play with grasshoppers and run free in the fields. "
After the last two months when she has taken care almost exclusively of her baby boy, Olivia Ruiz is slowly starting to work again. Normally, she would be preparing her sixth album. But the coronavirus has been there. "I'm not necessarily inspired because when I write and compose my songs, I project them in images in the studio and on stage. We don't know when we can go back there. ”
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