In truth it was a feast of concrete sounds for my musician’s ears. ![]() The snow was just starting to melt, filling the streams and creating new, impetuous channels. The idea of this work came to me during a journey in the Himalaya mountains. It is a metaphor also: a torrent of thoughts, torrent of tears… Images of dreams, the fateful spark for a human spirit invaded by the desire to master Nature, at the risk of upsetting it. ![]() The unforeseeable presented thus in its mad, provocative beauty. Torrent, rushing mountain water, fast and irregular. ![]() Torrent for cello and ensemble of ten instruments (1995)
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