I would not say that I was, these days, a 'student' of philosophy, although in my youth I was quite deeply involved with certain aspects of the British pragmatists.

It is still true that it is easier to compose a poem in the form of a manual for adjusting a VCR than it is to write a piece using just tuning as a symphony.

In any case, the fewer boundaries that exist hindering free movement between all forms of articulate human cognition, the better.

This was possible only by dint of extended periods of frequently quite painful reflection and digestion.

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.

Composers dialogue - and obsessively, bitterly argue - with other composers, often over the span of several centuries.

I suppose that the scope and implications of such forces have rendered my personal accounting ritual pretty much obsolete. That's how things sometimes go.