At the Effra pub in Brixton (South London), the floor is open for  old school jazz musicians. It’s a cool and unpretentious place, resisting gentrification.

Being a spectator and believing that a certain passivity is inescapable in spectatorship, I remind myself of what Aimé Césaire in his Notebook of a Return to the Native Land said: “beware of assuming the sterile attitude of a spectator, for life is not a spectacle”.

Escaping the passivity in photography  demands to transcend the indexical value of photography, the literal, assertive meaning of the image as a proof of the reality in front of the camera.

In trying to visualize the feeling that music generates, the sensuality, the receptivity, the flow, the energy, the synergy, the aura, with an approach both intuitive and constructed, I engaged with different photographic practices such as low shutter speed with flash, fill-in flash, out of focus.

This is the sound I saw.