simple people. . . . listen to music with their hearts and enjoy it more than those who are spoiled, jaded, blase.

My training in music and composition then led me to a kind of musical language process in which, for example, the sound of the words I play with has to expose their true meaning against their will so to speak.

I associate the metaphor of sport with war. The unrest in the former Yugoslavia, after all, started with a football match that then became charged in nationalist ways and ended in violence.

I would gladly do it but I am suffering from social phobia. I cannot manage being in a crowd of people.

Sunday, the day for the language of leisure.

It's interesting that the treatment of historical events by art precedes the civilisation of people through democracy.