I don't really know if I understood correctly the aim of the group.
Actually, I want to tell you a story which is my history, part of my life. I don't know if it fits here.
In entered in the Psycholgy University and was very aware of my interest on this area of study.
it was 1971.
1975 I started to record cds (LPs, remember?) as a conductor and making arrangements.
For the very first time in my life I started to make something called THERAPY (psychotherapy) and ... starded to become nuts.
2 and half years ago, speaking to Ricardo ina Lian Kun center (Lian Gong), we spoke that many people just touch your body and mind in a way that you feel your going to get nuts. Indian people say Kundlini starts to rise and intuition gets tremendously high. It was terrible, terrific, in a country as brazil. Dictatorship and political troubles and a loss in relationship, fist time I was conducting an orchestra. I started to get nuts, really.
It was too much...
Few month later I was taken to a hospital after tryin to attempt suicide with sleeping pills - whic was ridiculous, I felt. I was really non professional on suicidal things. But the fact they gave me an injection in the hospital, and it was a big trouble of infection. I LOST THE MOVEMENTS of my right arm.
The hospital sent me home, no movements. Horrible.
But the very first time after a moth I could give myself a glass of water without external help, I was really gratified.
When I could start again to ride a motorcycle, it was amazing, specially when I could really put the SUZUKI stood up, really. It was better than to conduct an Orchestra.
5 years later I could again play - and record, which I really love. A recording studio is a temple for me.
But my had was a bit unmoveable (is this correct English?) and I said to myself: OK, now I can't play beethoven no more, neither Debussy, nor Villa-Lobos, BUT, I can play TAZA, I can be MYSELF.
Later on I was in Poona, India. later, in Holland and Germany; I started to record my own CDs. I can't play Haydn, but in germany I felt, hearing Haydn for the very first time, that he was a happy person. I could FEEL it. But I said "who cares..." now I love Haydn, and these quartets, and I can't play them but I can be myself.
Please listen to what I do now, with your permission. With my gratitude, down below: