He had written without ever being able to listen to. The grumpy old
, finished browsing the score, turned around. He had finished conducting an orchestra mute and never once, that was on stage, had turned his gaze to the audience ... Cos'avrebbero thought of that music came from the heart and not from the ear, born within the silence of a exiled mind for years, almost twelve, from the world of Noise and words?
Legend has it that the theater in Vienna exploded in a huge applause, and five times the audience stood up on chairs to greet the old man and his creature, the last one.
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