« La musique commence là où s’arrête le pouvoir des mots », citation illustrée par 2 petits extraits d’un tout récent concert.
Procession sur l’Alleluia Ukrainien de Craig Courtney
Ēriks Ešenvalds – Stars
Alone in the night on a dark hill
With pines around me spicy and still
And a heaven full of stars over my head
White and topaz and misty red;
Myriads with beating hearts of fire
The aeons cannot vex or tire;
Up the dome of heaven like a great hill
I watch them marching stately and still
And I know that I am honored to be
Witness of so much majesty