It is a world of its own, ever new, which will never be seen again, and which comes out of the darkness, as an enchanted island comes from the sea.
Instead of this fairyland, we too often see only some of Sebastian Bach's or Mendelssohn's pieces repeated continuously.

The pieces themselves are very fine, but they belong to concerts and are entirely out of place in church services.

Furthermore, they were written for old instruments and they apply either not at all, or badly, to the modern organ.

Yet there are those who think this belief spells progress.
I am fully aware of what may be said against improvisation.

There are players who improvise badly and their playing is uninteresting.