It was at the heart of this esoteric formation that I lived my daily life. Yes, I lived my everyday existence as one of four, and I sometimes had the amusing idea that when you think you're looking at a whole human being, you’re really facing only a quarter of a voice. Four voices, then, but in the end just one song. Qualities and one quality. To achieve this, how many silences slipped between the notes, how many tempi were effaced, how many accents were erased! The rebels learned to channel their agitation, the placid to quicken their pace, the elegant to strip off their finery. To blend into the ensemble, you had to force yourself to be a musician without qualities. Miguel da Silva 31 QUATUOR YSAŸE
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