Ligeti dead.

He was more than a teacher for me: so absolutely demanding for truth-speaking (George Orwell's 1984 the other way round). He opened my view on many people in the business of new music. But Ligeti sometimes overshooted: The bricolage of Derrida, philosophy as a playingground for possible/impossible thoughts, was never understood by Ligeti...

So now he is no more than a picture in my mind: A composer like a scientist, searching for new solutions to deal with music, to understand the deep impact music can offer. But there is more: Music as a symbol to paint the human mind, to describe what our mind is. And: Writing music not for the fun of other people. BUT: Let us be sure that this is not the last word: Ligeti wrote music to irritate us, to cause deep and heartjumping enthusiasm, and to conquer girls...