So: We're All Tired. Now What? Manuscripts

There Would Seem To Be A Limit, Even For An Art Preoccupied With Boundaries And Transgressions, Beyond Which A Work Reaches Its Breaking Point And Becomes An Actual Failure, A Mere Experimentation.

Questioning The Nature And Implications Of Liminal Instances Necessarily Involves Failure, If Only In The Specifically Technical Sense Of Entering Spaces Where Prevailing Criteria Of Success Scarcely Apply.

I Don't Like Listening To My Music, Not Even New Pieces. Generally, They Sound Pretty Much Like I Expected Them To Sound, So It's What I Wanted, And That's It.

Naturally Enough, I Couldn't Have Foreseen The Vast Sea Change Which Has Come Upon That Scene As A Result Of German Reunification And Associated Events.

In My Own Recent String Trio I Attempt To Superimpose Two Quite Different Sets Of Formal Strategies, Both Of Which, Ultimately, Refer Back To Historical Precedent.