To tell the truth, I don’t quite know where he comes from, Carlos d’Alessio, they say he’s from the country of Argentina but the first time I heard his music, I saw he came from the country of everywhere, I saw frontiers falling, defences down, rivers, music, desire all flowing freely, and I saw that I was part of that same Argentina, just as he, Carlos d’Alessio was part of that Vietnam in the South Pacific, and oh! my delight, my happiness at this, and I asked him to do the music for one of my films, he said yes, I said there was no money, and he still said yes, and I did the images and the script around the space I was leaving for his music and explained to him that the film took place in a country unknown to both of us - colonial India, that vast twilight stretch of leprosy and hunger of the lovers in Calcutta; we would both have to invent it together in its entirety. And that’s what we did, and so it was, we made this film up entirely, he and I, from the title ‘India Song’, and then the film was finished, it passed out of our hands and left us behind, and now it’s going round the world, holding within itself forever the fragments extracted so painfully from our very being, and leaving us feeling deprived still, for we’ll always be deprived of it, just as we’re still deprived of part of ourselves through this joint experience, it’s left us here to create other music, other films, other songs, and still love one another as much as ever, so much, if only you knew.