The Trouble With The Opera Is There's

The Trouble With The Opera Is There's Always To Much Singing.

The Sound Of The Sea, The Curve Of A Horizon, Wind In Leaves, The Cry Of A Bird Leave Manifold Impression In Us. And Suddenly, Without Our Wishing It At All, One Of These Memories Spills From Us And Finds Expression In Musical Language...i Want To Sing My Interior Landscape With The Simple Artlessness Of A Child.

Music Is The Arithmetic Of Sounds As Optics Is The Geometry Of Light.

Art Is The Most Beautiful Deception Of All!

It Is Necessary To Abandon Yourself Completely, And Let The Music Do As It Will With You. All People Come To Music To Seek Oblivion.