In 1988, I finished this work in a Budapest cafe. A friend of mine looked at it and said "Somewhere between Phrena and Somnolens, Coleopters pray on the edge of nowhere". That became the "subtitle". This is an ANCIENT recording of a VERY early semi-serial work I wrote and performed in Hungary for a concert for the American Ambassador to Hungary. Its really not very "mature" but there are many good things in it, and I really like some of the ideas. At that time, it really pushed my compositional More