One day last quarter, after departing from an Ethnomusicology lecture, this storm erupted in my head, fueled by a desire to preserve the heights of Western art. This piece of music expresses my desperate hatred towards all which threatens to overwhelm or diminish the prominence of beautiful, tonal Western classical music.
It is my personal statement of cultural defense and resistance. It also happens to be the fourth movement of my new string quartet, but it is absolutely a stand alone piece as well, which is why I gave it its own thread.
Edit: Oh, and it's in sonata form... for anyone who likes to know up front.