“There are lights that dazzle and lights that guide. The tragic error of human perception is to confuse the brilliance of the crystal that shatters with the constant light of the star that remains.” I am frequently questioned about how I process the movements of...

“Existem luzes que ofuscam e luzes que guiam. O erro trágico da percepção humana é confundir o brilho do cristal que se estilhaça com a luz constante da estrela que permanece.” Frequentemente sou questionado sobre como processo os movimentos da existência e a complexidade das...

There are works that do not exist to be heard, but to be inhabited. In Guillaume Poncelet’s work, I found something that is not just neo-classical music: it is a phenomenological mirror. For many, the minimalism of a solo piano might sound “empty” or “monotonous.”...

Existem obras que não existem para serem ouvidas, mas para serem habitadas. No trabalho de Guillaume Poncelet, encontrei algo que não é apenas música neoclássica: é um espelho fenomenológico. Para muitos, o minimalismo de um piano solo pode soar “vazio” ou “monótono”. Para mentes orientadas...

“Music is the hidden arithmetic exercise of a soul unconscious that it is calculating.” - Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz At the Palais de Tokyo, what we witnessed was not a mere concert, but a deconstruction of time. Guillaume Poncelet operates on the frontier where the mathematics...

Some music does not ask permission. It slips through the ribs like cold air through an open window and begins its quiet demolition work. The Live in the Lobby session, filmed on December 7, 2011, in the modest common room of Reykjavík Downtown Hostel, is...

A philosophical, strategic, and psychological synthesis For most of our lives, we are trained to interpret reality through local outcomes: who won an argument, who lost a negotiation, who gained power, or who conceded. This framing is intuitive, emotionally compelling, and deeply misleading. It ignores...

When Villa-Lobos wrote his Bachianas Brasileiras, he was not merely composing music. He was weaving a dialogue across centuries and continents: Johann Sebastian Bach’s mathematical rigor braided with the raw, breathing soul of Brazil. The performance of Bachianas Brasileiras No. 5 by Plínio Fernandes (guitar)...

The world sighs and time bends when the first notes of Come, Sweet Death emerge in five cello voices. There is no hurry, no unnecessary ornament, only the weight of sound spreading like fog across a silent morning field. The Music video by Sheku Kanneh-Mason,...

There’s a whisper in the tides, A herald of the days to come, Where every wave arrives carrying The hint of lives not yet begun. “Echo of Tomorrow” Verse 1 There’s a whisper in the tides, A herald of the days to come, Where every...

A poetic meditation on two internal currents: one dazzling yet fragile, like a crystal that fractures under pressure; the other steady and guiding, like a star or a rock that sustains. It is a reflection on the discernment required to perceive structural nuances in human...

A bond so steady, a love so true, between a father and his daughter too. Unconditional, patient, quiet, sure— a shelter of grace that will endure. Through rises and falls, through thick and thin, his care does not fray, nor ever wear thin. A guiding...

A reflection on the integration of memory and the process of navigating profound transitions. It involves the challenge of observing the horizon line while internalizing the absence of shared directions: a study on survival, resilience, and the persistence of the self. The presence of memory...

“The song’s immaculate slow build, the melancholy of its minor keys, the exuberance of the string section at the peak… all of this allows it to lend poignant resonance to any scene in which it’s used.” — cherwell The Light That Cannot Be Explained Some...