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With "Masquerade", for dixtuor of brass instruments, I wanted to describe some aspects of a carnival. There, masks are dancing, grimacing, chuckling, hiding, avoiding each other, joking, bursting out laughing. Comic and Tragedy are always mixing. Processions are crossing themselves, distrusting, coming undone. Such is the sound landscape of the first part. The second part begins with the illustration of a day after a holiday, in the morning, with an obsessing note, from which it's hard to free from. But party will get over it, and it is on a happy rhythm the play ends.
