It was spring break 1985. I was studying at the Yale School of Music. And I heard that the Cal Arts Festival was going to bring Louis Andriessen to their festival and perform his monumental works De Staat and De Tijd. So Michael and I bought plane tickets to California, rented a car, and camped out in the Cal Arts parking lot. The pieces were played in a large open atrium and the audience was scattered throughout, sitting on the stairs, hanging over balconies, laying on the floor. The pieces were huge and bold and beautiful and resonant and awe-inspiring. I was enveloped in the sound, in the experience. Wow!