I Wish To Sing Of My Interior

Music Is The Space Between The Notes.

I Wish To Sing Of My Interior Visions With The Naive Candour Of A Child.

The Century Of Aeroplanes Deserves Its Own Music. As There Are No Precedents, I Must Create Anew.

People Come To Music To Seek Oblivion: Is That Not Also A Form Of Deception?

Works Of Art Make Rules But Rules Do Not Make Works Of Art.