(it's how we leave marks on each other)

Since that day in childhood when she leafed through the booklet of the great Lisa Ahlberg's debut album, Never Green, featuring a photo series of two young women sharing a bike, the cover showing the blonde with her chin resting on the brunette's shoulder, Mattea's love for jazz became irrevocably linked to her love for women. They were two parts of a whole, traits within herself which reflected each other through a smoky mirror of the standards and her interpretation of them. After years of self-exploration out in both sexuality and music, she started working with a jazz trio consisting of other queer women, the transgender Rosalie on double bass, butch Sacha on the drums and petite Lisette on the piano while Mattea herself provided the vocals. In this constellation, they began playing at the women loving women's bar, Lipstick, a place that would come to define Mattea's life throughout her twenties and be the foundation of her relation to the others in the lesbian milieu, in the same way it would serve as the backdrop for her unwavering search for love.