Deryck Cooke (14 September 1919 – 27 October 1976) was a British musician, musicologist and broadcaster.
Cooke was born in Leicester to a poor and working-class family; his father died when he was a child, but his mother was able to afford piano lessons. Cooke acquired a brilliant technique and began to compose. He won an organ scholarship to Selwyn College, Cambridge, where he was taught by Patrick Hadley and Robin Orr. His undergraduate studies were interrupted by the Second World War, during which he served in the Royal Artillery and took part in the invasion of Italy. Towards the end of the war he became pianist in an army dance band.
Back in Cambridge, a number of his compositions were successfully performed, but he was insecure about their unfashionably conservative idiom, and eventually destroyed most of his works. After graduating in 1947 Cooke joined the BBC; apart from an interlude (1959–65) working as a freelance writer and critic, he worked for the Corporation for the remainder of his life. His job involved writing and editing scripts for the music department and broadcasting for radio and television, where his thoughtful, unaffected manner made him an ideal communicator. In 1959 his first book The Language of Music argued that music is essentially a language of the emotions, and showed that composers throughout history had tended to choose the same musical phrases to express similar feelings or dramatic situations.
I have become carving, resisting my reliance
And still I am falling, escaping the asylum
Oh, I wish that some day
I will stand up in silence and peace,
without affecting my lifestyle
"I feel so isolated and disconnected from the happy"
It's all that I want, It's all that I need
All you unfullfilled, you've been living illusions
To all you unfullfilled, where are your solutions?
All my life affected to knowing and sensing
without the triumph of owning yourself
I feel proceeded, there's got to be more than this
I feel so lost, when there's no one
who can teach me the value of life
To all you unfullfilled,
I came here to say but nothing
To all the unfullfilled,