I've Been All Over The World And

It Would Be Nice To Hear Someone Accidentally Whistle Something Of Mine, Somewhere, Just Once.

You Can Sit There, Tense And Worried, Freezing The Creative Energies, Or You Can Start Writing Something. It Doesn't Matter What. In Five Or Ten Minutes, The Imagination Will Heat, The Tightness Will Fade, And A Certain Spirit And Rhythm Will Take Over.

Mozart Combines Serenity, Melancholy, And Tragic Intensity Into One Great Lyric Improvisation. Over It All Hovers The Greater Spirit That Is Mozart's - The Spirit Of Compassion, Of Universal Love, Even Of Suffering - A Spirit That Knows No Age, That Belongs To All Ages.

I Believe That From That Earth Emerges A Musical Poetry, Which Is By The Nature Of Its Sources Tonal. I Believe That These Sources Cause To Exist A Phonology Of Music, Which Evolves From The Universal Known As The Harmonic Series.

Which Of My Jewish Roots Do I Follow?