Think Bach Op 2

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"Dear Jean-Sébastien, For a long time now, I have been playing you and playing with you, following you on the adjacent path. My fingers in a frenzy run and pant in the intoxication and rigor of your lines, my muscles freeze and relax to express my rage and my passion. Page after page, I have the sensation of sculpting an invisible world. I feel my joints bursting, my skin opening, and my nails snapping as if I were knocking on your sacred kingdom. I would like to enter your sensitive world with my whole body. For now, my old wounds still hold me back by the tips of my toes, but through my black and white nights, I gradually find myself again, step by step, piece by piece. Each of your inventions makes me a more alive, more present, happier man. One day, the piano keyboard spoke to me. I listened and drowned in its sound waves. Losing consciousness for a few moments, I imagined you drinking good wine while you improvised. Since then, I have understood that I must be a musician at every moment, allowing myself to be guided by the beauty of sound, the incandescence of rhythm, the underground melodies. I do not want to lock myself in music to protect myself; I want it to be a wide-open doorway to love." - Édouard Ferlet