We're leaving "Le Chat Noir" - a venue in Geneva -, Switzerland and its cuffy atmosphere after three shows in a row at the La Bâtie festival. Our first ones far from home. We've been scared and it's already over. It's much later than midnight, our cases are in the boot, the instruments too. We're driving back to Paris. I'm talking to Olivier, the sound engineer : speed limits, festivals, petrol stations, other bands, the gig, Easter chocolates, the weather, cigarettes brands... We have to gain ground on the night. The magic of this evening is being blown away with tobacco fumes and the humming of the 9 seat van. This is a moment I enjoyed.