Wednesday June 6, 2007
It’s Elgar here, Elgar there, but never quite enough Elgar anywhere, not really, anyway. Not for me.
It’s the 150th anniversary year of the birth of Edward Elgar, you see, giving English classical music nuts like me a true feast of music. I don’t think I could ever get too much of Elgar.
This morning I hopped out of bed humming Salut d’amour, very quietly. About an hour later I was singing it. Come to that I’ve been singing it all day long. A truly lovely piece, undemanding, forgiving, and yet infinitely rewarding to musician and listener alike.
When friends come together to make music the world pauses for a while, to listen and to love. That’s a good time.
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