Invention presupposes imagination but should not be confused with it.
What I cannot follow are the manic-depressive fluctuations from total control to no control, from the serialization of all elements to chance.
One has a nose. The nose scents and it chooses. An artist is simply a kind of pig snouting truffles.
To continue in one path is to go backward.
A good composer does not imitate; he steals.
Why is it that whenever I hear a piece of music I don't like, it's always by Villa Lobos?