Proceeding from the simple fact that I think, I tried to find out how a musical language could be built from scratch.
The most elegant way of solving the opera problem would be to blow up the opera houses.
The aim of music is not to express feelings but to express music. It is not a vessel into which the composer distills his soul drop by drop, but a labyrinth with no beginning and no end, full of new paths to discover, where mystery remains eternal.
Revolutions are celebrated when they are no longer dangerous.