Who Cares?

05/29/2015

 
The song of the same title is one of the Gershwins' more haunting numbers, inviting all kinds of wonderful fantasies about the various dispensable things in this world.
It is, however, not a joke to find that I have grown into a world that literally no longer cares about the things that meant the most to me as I was starting out in life: the music of Mozart, for example.  I know there is a trendy "thing" about playing Mozart to your baby, but that is not the Mozart I loved as a child, nor is it the Mozart for whom I have searched all my life, to such an extent that I vowed if I ever could play one single page of his from top to bottom to my own satisfaction I would have achieved all I wanted to achieve.
Well, I feel I have done it.
Who cares?

 


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