I am asked from time to time why I named my band Delirium Musicum. The answer has evolved over the years, but today I think of delirium as the rare state in which we allow ourselves to experience something without prejudice or traditional preconception. We spend so much of our lives categorizing the world – by nationality, profession, generation, politics, culture, even by musical genre – that we often forget that the most profound human experiences refuse to fit into categories. Music-making with Delirium Musicum reminds us of just that every time we gather in the same room.
When an audience listens together, something very special happens. Hundreds of people, each carrying their own history, worries, convictions, and dreams, begin sharing a common emotional journey. A musical phrase belongs equally to the retired engineer, the recent immigrant, the child attending a first concert, the lifelong subscriber, and the musician. For those fleeting moments, we are no longer defined by what separates us, but by our ability to feel together. I don’t believe music changes the world because it provides answers. I believe it changes the world because it reminds us that before we are anything else, we are human.
That conviction has shaped every decision I have made as a musician. I have never been interested in building an orchestra whose identity rests solely on repertoire or tradition. I have been far more interested in creating a community of artists united by a common sense of purpose, of curiosity, despite coming from different cultures and artistic backgrounds. My role has never been to erase those differences, but to reveal the extraordinary possibilities that emerge when they are placed in dialogue with one another.
Perhaps that is also why I have resisted being defined by a single title. I am a violinist, but performing has never been enough. I am an artistic director, but curating concert programs and projects has never been the ultimate goal. I am an educator, an entrepreneur, a collaborator, and an eternal discoverer because curiosity has always demanded that I keep moving. The moment we become comfortable with labels, we risk confusing identity with limitation. Curiosity, on the other hand, refuses to acknowledge those boundaries. It invites us to ask questions whose answers cannot be found within the walls we have already built.
The future of classical music, in my view, will not be determined by how faithfully we preserve the past, nor by how aggressively we reject it. It will depend on our willingness to remain curious: curious enough to welcome artists who think differently and want to explore, curious enough to seek audiences who have not yet discovered that this music belongs to them, to us, to all, and curious enough to imagine concert experiences that speak to the world as it exists today without sacrificing the depth of the tradition that brought us here.