Alright, allow me to be honest. The culprit was music per se that deterred the development of my English back in the days. Music literally consumed language. Let us then generalize it: When you hear music, nothing takes place for such a thing as language acquisition. All that is there is just a multitude of sounds that themselves become pleasure. Let me try to put it again: With music, linguistic articulations of meaning immediately give way to, or melt into, the fullness of being. Which means in the materiality of music you do not need language to communicate your ideas, your feelings, and yourself, since your being is itself already communicated.
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Imaginary Day (1997)
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