Funny how this issue crops up.   Lucky Wolfgang, to have lived before there was such a stream.  But unfortunate Mozart, no longer the man, but a body of music regarded by the many as pretty and predictable, done to death by the media stream that has mangle-ironed everything Classical to a point where it is unrecognizable.  
One of my biggest achievements in life is that I have brought Mozart's music to life in the lives of more than one child by getting them hooked on overtones. 
Not notes.  Overtones.  
In other words, not the neat and tidy, but its opposite: the mess of overtones.  Where the vitality of Mozart's pianistic imagination lies.


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