This is such a beautiful piece of music.
I want to go to the isle of the dead. I think it would be rather nice.
Rachmaninoff sometimes makes me think of an old black and white film with some guy and his girlfriend walking along white picket fences in some pristine suburban neighbourhood on a fine spring night and they're both wearing cashmere sweaters and suddenly they see a fireball shooting through the sky and crashing a few blocks away and they go to see what it is and behold the alien invasion is just beginning. I like that.