Tuesday, 13 November 2012

The Man with the Miniature Orchestra

by Dave Algonquin

"There were phrases of Beethoven’s 9th symphony that still made Coe cry. He always thought it had to do with the circumstances of the composition itself. He imagined Beethoven, deaf and soul-sick, his heart broken, scribbling furiously while Death stood in the doorway, clipping his nails. Still, Coe thought, it might have been living in the country that was making him cry; it was killing him with its silence and loneliness, making everything ordinary too beautiful to bear."

I wish there was a "rest of the story" to read on... I'm catching up on Mad Men on my holiday while the Bath Christmas Market is being erected around me. Under seige!
Doesn't coffee taste so much better when you have nowhere to go?

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