Life without playing music is inconceivable for me

I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music

The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night
And his affections dark as Erebus:
Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music.

Laubin was my very first oboe and it taught me what a beautiful sound is.

There are only two kinds of music, good and bad. It is the player who brings life and love to the music, whatever genre.

Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.

When you are playing a Laubin there is something that resonates your soul