It is hard to listen without bias, whether in conversation with another person or in terms of listening to music.
The other day, listening to the radio, I heard an announcement that Mozart's Symphony #40 was to be played.  I know the work fairly well, though never well enough: it is one of those pieces that was overplayed when I was growing up.  In becoming too familiar it became completely distorted.  So I listened, expecting that I might learn something.
Alas, it was one of those desultory performances that had ground that magisterial work into the mire.  I didn't last long.  
Thinking about it, as I do when mightily disappointed, I realize it may have been a performance dictated by the going standards of recording production at the time: it would have dated from the 1970's.  
 


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