Zeke, at that time, was ‘A Song’, millions of disks sold. You could see him with the Moody Blues, Pink Floyd, Dylan, Stevie Wonder, Bukowski, Kerouac and other Andy Warhols. At that time, Zeke loved Avery, beauty combined with brilliance. And then, nothing. No more Zeke. Disappeared. Gone with the wind. After twenty years of absence, Hi, it’s me !, he pops up again. And it is on the Mekong, between Laos and Birma that Esmé, his weird, gentle old mama finds her ‘little one’. There, behind a slide projector, wandering from village to village, for a public that is both attentive and amused, Zeke tells… stories.