DEUS EX MACHINA

By Christoph Kapeller (Los Angeles)

In the middle of a desert, not easy to find, there silently lays a platform of exquisite stone with a silver button. Once pressed, there comes an explosion of smoke and thunderous music. He materializes, larger than life, animated before our eyes, we feel his presence just as the music and plume of smoke slowly fade and dissolve to silence. Pushed again he reappears with another selection from his epic musical canon. Thousands gather, waiting with youthful glee to push the button and enliven him. It is pressed again and again, as long as there…