When I started to think about this piece, I was concerned with questions about music such as: "What is living" or for that matter "dead" music? As a way of defining these concepts, which utterly are submitted to my own aestetic point of view (or "taste"- whatever that is...), I started to imagine a piece in which I would confront ways of writing that I normally do not consider beacuse of my love of complexity. I wanted to induce an aspect, where my "taste" would be questioned.