“What we call silence is for me comparable to a dense knot of noise, frequencies, and sounds,” says Rebecca Saunders. “From this surface of apparent silence I try to draw out and mould sound and colour." Samuel Beckett's works have become very important for the composer. Therein lies, perhaps, a certain parallel to Rebecca Saunders’s more recent music: in the increasing sparseness of a language that gradually shuts out the inessential and ornamental.
