We Only Hear What We Listen For.

Wherever We Are, What We Hear Is Mostly Noise. When We Ignore It, It Disturbs Us. When We Listen To It, We Find It Fascinating.

People Paying Attention To Vibratory Activity, Not In Reaction To A Fixed Ideal Performance, But Each Time Attentively To How It Happens To Be This Time, Not Necessarily Two Times The Same. A Music That Transports The Listener To The Moment Where He Is.

When I Went To The Analyst For A Kind Of Preliminary Meeting, He Said, 'i'll Be Able To Fix You So That You'll Write Much More Music Than You Do Now.' I Said, 'good Heavens! I Already Write Too Much, It Seems To Me.' That Promise Of His Put Me Off.

The World Is No Longer A Romantic Place; Some Of Its People Still Are However, And Therein Lies The Promise. Don't Let The World Win.

I Imagine That As Contemporary Music Goes On Changing In The Way That I'm Changing It What Will Be Done Is To More And More Completely Liberate Sounds From Abstract Ideas About Them And More And More Exactly To Let Them Be Physically Uniquely Themselves. This Means For Me: Knowing More And More Not What I Think A Sound Is But What It Actually Is In All Of Its Acoustical Details And Then Letting This Sound Exist, Itself, Changing In A Changing Sonorous Environment.