I have a very strange melodic gift: melodies come to me effortlessly.

I would listen to something on the radio and try to tap out the melody, then the harmonies.

I insist on a Steinway for my recordings, my concerts and my home. It is the only piano I want to hear my music played on.

My father had left behind an old piano. My sister was already going to school, my mother was out working, and I stayed at home alone with my adorable grandmother who understood nothing I said. It was so boring that I stayed at the piano all day long, and that saved my life.

I have a very strange melodic gift: melodies come to me effortlessly.

Here is how I work: when I think that a film needs to have a principal theme, I search for a melody.

"The more I live, the more I learn The more I learn, the more I realize, the less I know"