The music we create or the position from which that music is created is intimately personal.  It is those afflictions, griefs, worries, and hopes—that strike us most personally and feel inexplicable in any other form—that we express through our music. It is an expression of our own triviality in the face of overwhelming realities we are faced with on a daily basis.

Gaekhir is to accidentally set in motion a series of screams and symphonies. The  serendipitous nature and the very preoccupation of these screams and symphonies are captured in Camus’s exposition: “Who taught you all this, doctor?” The reply  promptly came, “Suffering”. For lives suspended in cycles of war and siege, the quotidian is characterized by such a sharp sense of choicelessness and emergency, such that uncertainty and absurdity take shape as the only constant.