Thanks God, the boys are working, playing music and they have hope. Hopefully, the Hungarian music will not be lost in time, when even the saxophone, the favourite instrument of modern times is playing it too. It should be blown into the Sun and into the Night. Not caring for anything and caring for everything. Noises, scare, effects: fairies and elves. It is worth singing and playing it, – we have to keep ourselves busy with it, always, so that it can open up again (as we can hear from this CD), this sound left behind on the fertile soil of the past, without a last hug.
We have to keep ourselves busy with it more and with more loving tactfulness because this is the only way for this wide and tender, strong and fine, serenely and glowingly hiding fruit bud, which is the archaic music of the steppe, to open up. So that it can give fruit again finding so its pleasure in the time.