There is a time at night, just before dawn, where evil demons come out of hiding and push around men they meet for fun.

Doubts that torture into trance, the need to find solidity in a time where every footstep encounters nothing but incertitude, a loss of bearings travelling to the terminus on a private journey… then coming back stronger with an instinctive animal energy and absolutely assured of a will to live.

This is the way of the man, swaying, shaky, but always finding his verticality.

Fadjiri is a pivotal play in Serge Aimé’s work : in this extreme exploration, he found his own personal written language of dance ; urgent, a direct mirror of the labyrinths of thought, with no makeup, no concessions.