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Ever since my earliest childhood, I carried within me a dream – a longing to live at the very centre of things. As a young boy, that centre seemed obvious: it was New York, the restless city that never sleeps. But as the years passed, I came to understand a deeper truth. The true centre of the world is not defined by commerce or culture, but by spirit. And that centre, for the Jewish people and for so much of humanity, has always been Jerusalem. Jerusalem has been called the

There was a time, some years ago, when I undertook a project very close to my heart: an album of brass music called Sounds of Glory . It brought together pieces of my own, works by my dear friend, the late David Louis, and selections from masters such as Debussy and Gabrieli. We began with musicians from the Jerusalem and Israel Philharmonic Orchestras – gifted players, each one. But after a few rehearsals and an initial recording session, something became clear: talent alone

There are moments in life when an idea, long dormant, suddenly asks to be heard. For years, I had dreamed of recording several of my works for string orchestra. At first, I considered the pragmatic route – hiring studio musicians somewhere in Eastern Europe, efficient and affordable. But as the dream grew, so did the sense that music, like all great endeavours, deserves a community that believes in it. I began to wonder: what if I approached an orchestra of real stature, a na

When I listen to music, the question I ask is disarmingly simple: Does it move me? Originality and inventiveness have their place, of course – art thrives on creativity. But these are not, for me, the essence. What I seek is that rare encounter in which music lifts the spirit or steadies the heart; when it comforts, inspires, transports; when, for a fleeting moment, it touches something deep within the human soul. In short, I look for music that moves. And within the vast wo