Django is my father's dog. He (the dog) was found alongside a desolate stretch of California's I-5. He (again, the dog) is obsessed with Ligeti and is known to howl in ecstasy when he hears pygmy rhythms banged out on the piano. It should be noted, in case it's not quite clear, that my father is the pianist at this performance and that the piece is dedicated lovingly to him in appreciate of the peerless musicianship he has offered to me as a model for my own endeavors.
— Gabriel Kahane, 2009