Glenn Gould is the second person I ever heard who plays Bach properly. The first one is my father, who is not a very good pianist.
My father has the ear of a great musician. He takes orchestral scores to bed as a little night reading. Haydn eludes me, but his music brings my father to tears. Once, when he was striving to explain sonata form, I coolly answered that I’d rather let the music just wash over me, instead of wrecking the mood by overthinking it. By the look he gave me, I think he heard me say something like, ”I prefer to let small children be mutilated by elephants, rather than harsh my buzz.”
The radio always played classical music as I was growing up, and the awkward,...READ MORE