April 30, 2007
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Our eldest son is a professor of music at U.C.L.A.
The other day he emailed us with the word that we must listen to Sibelius’ 5th Symphony. Soon.
I vaguely remembered Sibelius’ frosty, nordic purity and his strange way of gently touching one’s emotions, but no more.
The thing that really impressed me though was that in all his years as a musician, our son had never before suggested we listen to a specific piece of music. “Buy it!” he said.
We looked into the available recordings and quickly found ourselves in uncharted territory. Many artists had recorded the 5th. Which one would be the best one for us? So we asked him. He gave us three references and after researching the three, we ordered Sir Colin Davis’ Boston recording.
Gives an odd feeling. Waiting for some unknown symphony to arrive and wondering if it will be some special kind of epiphany.
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