About me...
Well I am only trying to compose my own music, everything else is unimportant.
"You were speaking of the meaning...
of our... Life...
of the unselfishness of art...
Take music, for instance.
Less than anything else, it is connected to reality,
or if connected at all, it's done mechanically, not by way of ideas,
just by a sheer sound, devoid of... any associations.
And yet, music, as if by some miracle, gets through to our heart.
What is it that resonates in us inresponse to noise brought to harmony,
making it the sourceof the greatest delight
which stuns us and brings ustogether?
What's all this needed for? And most important, who needs it?
You would say,"No one. And for no reason."
Unselfishly."
Stalker, Tarkovskij 1979