If it’s your mission to lure me into those tired woods, you will not succeed. It’s the wildness I want.
“I dream of instruments obedient to my thought and which with their contribution of a whole new world of unsuspected sounds, will lend themselves to the exigencies of my inner rhythm.”
Edgar Varèse | 391, No. 5 (June 1917)
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