I'm working on the soundtrack for the movie Miki. It's a feature film by Jakub Króner. Jakub is a very clever young man. I admire that he takes on big projects and manages to finish them. He was there to see my live performance for Punk is a hneD and Janosik. He used a few of my songs on his famous Lokal TV as well. I have been working on the film Miki since March last year. I have been preparing various music sketches for the script. I got the film only last week. In three days and three nights, I did a complete new music for the entire film. It wasn't the final music, it was a sketch... But Jakub liked the sketches from last year better. So I'm redoing the whole film from scratch. I was very frustrated. I was asking myself all kinds of questions about whether I was up to it, whether I could do it. With a film, you have to listen to the director's vision. Talk to him as much as you can, listen to music that he likes and translate his vision into the language of music. On the way home from Bratislava I was very sad. I wondered where music is actually born in a person. Is there a room inside that, when I open the door, I still find something there. But what if I open it one day and it's empty? There will be nothing there... What then?
Where is the music born?
Where is the music born?
Where is the music born?
I'm working on the soundtrack for the movie Miki. It's a feature film by Jakub Króner. Jakub is a very clever young man. I admire that he takes on big projects and manages to finish them. He was there to see my live performance for Punk is a hneD and Janosik. He used a few of my songs on his famous Lokal TV as well. I have been working on the film Miki since March last year. I have been preparing various music sketches for the script. I got the film only last week. In three days and three nights, I did a complete new music for the entire film. It wasn't the final music, it was a sketch... But Jakub liked the sketches from last year better. So I'm redoing the whole film from scratch. I was very frustrated. I was asking myself all kinds of questions about whether I was up to it, whether I could do it. With a film, you have to listen to the director's vision. Talk to him as much as you can, listen to music that he likes and translate his vision into the language of music. On the way home from Bratislava I was very sad. I wondered where music is actually born in a person. Is there a room inside that, when I open the door, I still find something there. But what if I open it one day and it's empty? There will be nothing there... What then?