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Please, excuse my Eng post. I'm not showing off, it just didn't quite sound right in Russian.
When I came out of the coziness of the Lyceum back home, I was still a kid, probably worth taking pity on. I was so concerned with matters of my own instrumental playing, that I did't really see the world of music around. I was still feeding my ears with some sort of pop stuff or another, I didn't know La Boheme existed, I didn't hear the magic opening notes of the Prelude to Wagner's Tristan und Isolde, I didn't know his Ring Cycle. But what's worse, I didn't intend to look for it.
You see, because I grew up in a non-musical family, it was natural, that before I came to music school I wasn't into classical music as any decent musician should be. In that sense I was a bit behind those children, who came from a different background. And when I was in the music school, the shedule was so crowded with studying and practicing, that there was no time to explore. Of course, I did visit rather often our precious Philarmonia but not often enough.
Everything changed when I began the studies at the conservatoire. Suddenly, I felt all that power,it came from music, surrounding me, like air - just take it! Suddenly I wanted to learn, to listen, to absorb anything drawing my attention and interest. And the conservatoire, at the very least, did something of a great importance to me - it made me think, feel compassionate and search for things, which would fascinate me.