It was this performance that prompted me to look for the "key" to the poem "Secrets of Spinning" in the performance, not in ... It doesn't matter. What I was not looking for. You've probably already read the commentary on the poem that the search took 27 years.

    Actually listening incessantly   (in a smartphone during daily "jogging" in a wheelchair) I returned to the search in the fate of the composer and found what I was looking for at the junction  many aspects of the search, but I repeat myself.

    What is interesting - today, almost ten years later, this performance captured me then  - not so close. But this is probably good. This is the genius of music - the constant discovery of new facets, depths, shades. in her and in myself, thanks to her.