We don’t determine music,
the music determines us;
we only follow it
to the end of our life:
then it goes on without us.
It begs to be born and,
wants to go it’s own way,
we just make it up and:
then we let it out.
Music speaks for itself,
and needs no explanation
or justification.
Either it is alive,
or it is not.
Steve Lacy 1990. Saxovision
