Several of the Collected Writings of A. Fishio

(collected by Dan Plonsey)

I've been thinking during these winter days of the certain value of being unknown, and of working from the point of view of: "How can I keep people from finding out what I'm doing?"

Not that I'm doing anything at all, mind you.

Also during this period, I am coming to believe that my music must indeed be antimusic. It would be comforting to think so, music having revealed itself to be both deceitful and morally wrong.