Brahms Festival 2016

For the next three weeks, my hometown orchestra will be celebrating the music of Johannes Brahms.  My musical brother from another mother, Mike, would say the Detroit Symphony Orchestra is inflicting the music of Brahms on its audience.  He is not a fan of Brahms, to say the least, and honestly has some valid criticisms... Continue Reading →

To Thine Own Self Be True

“I don’t know that we owe God or nature a death, but nature will collect anyway, and we certainly owe mediocrity nothing, whatever collectivity it purports to advance or at least represent.” Harold Bloom, How to Read and Why In my last post entitled “Dr. Eliot’s Five Foot Shelf”, I proposed a solution to the... Continue Reading →

Dr Eliot’s’ Five Foot Shelf

I came of age as a bright-eyed student in the middle of another flare up of the canon wars.  Not “cannon”, as in the large gunpowder piece of artillery that shoots steel balls between pirate ships.  Not “Canon” the camera company, in some sort of field battle where photography equipment is launched across a field... Continue Reading →

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