This a blast from my past…on here and from my youth.
Lovely piece of music, Rachmaninov (symphony no 2) and conducted by a genius, Andre Previn. My hero.
As a teenager I played clarinet in various orchestras and bands. It still thrills me, thinking about the high that you get as the music flows. You’ve learnt your part, perfected it and then the moment of truth. It’s akin to magic as the music is reproduced. It’s one of the best feelings in the world. I dabbled with the notion of playing clarinet professionally, in an orchestra at one point. But life took me down a different road.
Where would we all be without music? A world without music would be unthinkable. I think it lifts or souls.
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