It’s been quite a year. Sitting at Tanglewood this weekend, tearing up listening to Brahms’ First Symphony, I reflected how well music mirrors the ebb and flow of lives and years. Back in the 1870s, everyone was pressuring the fast-ageing Brahms to finally cough up a symphony. A reviewer of the day wrote that…
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