« Quiet strange haunting harmonies that exude a melancholy almost Scriabinienne.
Suddenly a flash rip this dream, followed by another and yet another dazzling cascade of notes,
two hands, five hands, ten hands overlap, intersect, intertwine in a dizzying speed, a great
eruption of energy - Is it a cry, a call? Hervé Galli will tell us...»
Yury BOUKOFF
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