I really love Shostakovich’s music. I could talk forever about the feelings it produces in me. I can’t listen to Shostakovich’s harmonies calmly. It isn’t just the overall theme of a symphony that excites me, but every moment of orchestrated sounds, too. They specifically to me specifically, somehow, and often almost unconsciously arouse dramatic sensations. Immediately afterwards, my mind will start suggesting to me what those feelings came from. But I only wanted to talk about one thing here. For me, his music is even dearer for the fact that in no one musical transition do I sense "banality;" in other words, when you hear the end of one musical phrase, you can't easily anticipate the beginning of another.