I was not born with music composition knowledge such as a real musicians who knows forms and structures, but I know how to express my feelings and craft emotions arising from the soul. There are things that I already know in the modern classical style : how to dream, how to smile, how to cry inside music and how to swim through sounds like a ghost of my own emotions in a secret garden somewhere in the center of my hesitating and lonesome heart.
Monday, January 2, 2017
Prélude de tristesse devant la toile d'un homme écrivant une lettre de Gabriel Metsu
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