It Is My Aim, My Destination In

Capitalism, Communism ... It's All Garbage.

When I Started Learning The Cello, I Fell In Love With The Instrument Because It Seemed Like A Voice - My Voice.

It Is My Aim, My Destination In Life To Make The Cello As Beloved An Instrument As The Violin And Piano.

There Is Too Much Emphasis On Technical Perfection Nowadays, And Not Enough On What Music Is Actually About - Irony, Joy, Human Suffering, Love.

You Know Creators, Composers, Need A Palette For Life, A Color For Life.