My homage to the awesomely megalomaniac and genius composer Alexander Scriabin who started out as a romantic and ended as a unique trailblazing impressionistic maverick intending to destroy the unverse with his music and create a new one... and whose magnificently OTT plan was scuppered by his epically unspectacular death from septicaemia. He is supposed to have sat up in bed during his last hours, and shouted, "What a catastrophe!" - not because of his own death, but because he believed he had the secret to change the universe... well, a man can dream!!