Hadn't it been for some select Vangelis' works, I would have always lived in lies, suppositions and affectations. I mean until I listened to "El Greco", "Mythodea", "Oceanic", "Albedo", "1492", "L'Apocalypse Des Animaux" and of-spoken "Blade Runner", I'd assumed I could have told between good, mediocre and dross. But I had been mistaken. Vangelis opened my eyes and made me understand music in its nuts-and-bolts level.
If I want to listen to some real great jazz that even Jimmy Scott wouldn't pull off had he lived twice as long, I'm putting unmistakable "L'Apocalypse Des Animaux" on play, when it gets dark outside my window so my frame of mind inspires me to listen to some thematically abundant, compositionally rich work, I hurry to load "El Greco" in. And when all the tries to satiate my thirst for real classic music spiced with some opera vocals have failed after countless CDs with music of some (help me with spelling) composers like Wagner, Dvorák, Tchaikovsky, I recall I've recently bought "Mythodea" and suddenly after first few notes I start feeling the way only Vangelis can make me feel.
Tell me, ugly joe, to whom do I owe my thanks for Vangelis' splendidness? Please, ugly joe, don't waste your and our time talking about guys like Williams. He's nothing compared to Vangelis, the musical Son of God. I regret I don't have enough means to complete my Vangelis collection. And once I've topped it off, I will trash out all the trash I'd been buying till I found HIM!

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