The sound of the sea, the curve of the horizon, wind in the leaves, the cry of a bird, leave a manifold impression on us. And then suddenly, without our wishing it at all, one of these memories spills from us and finds expression in musical language. I want to sing my interior landscape with the simple artlessness of a child.
Claude Debussy
Valery Gergiev conducts the London Symphony performing La Mer ...
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