Reconciling with Brahms
My complex relationship with Johannes Brahms goes all the way back to my childhood, and now, after half a century of memories, we come full circle. ‘Behold, all flesh is as the grass…’ My first serious encounter with Brahms remains a sublime mix of elation and trauma. In 1976 I was one small chorister in a huge performance of Brahms’ German Requiem organized and conducted by my father. Fortunately, for 14-year-old me, the German Requiem was sung in English translation, so those Biblical passages come back to me, even now. That project took months of rehearsals led by my Dad… Read More »Reconciling with Brahms
