“Never shall I forget the impression made upon me by Debussy's thick-set figure, the huge greenish, almost Moorish face beneath the dense thicket of black hair, and the obscure dreaming eyes that seemed to be peering through me at some object behind my back. As he lumbered vaguely forward, extending a cushioned hand, he looked like some Triton arisen from ‘the glaucous caverns of Old Ocean. ‘A mythological survival!’ I said to myself.”  

Arnold Bax, 1921