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Bartok: Bluebeard's Castle"The sound is the handwriting of the conductor" - Bernard Haitink -
Birtwistle: Gawain (Sir Gawain and the Green Knight)Originally posted by Petrushka View PostMy life, each morning when I dress, is four and twenty hours less. (J Richardson)Comment
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Gavin Bryars: Three New GnossiennesOriginally posted by Pianorak View PostIt isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.Comment
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William Gardner: A New EnglandOriginally posted by LMcD View PostMy life, each morning when I dress, is four and twenty hours less. (J Richardson)Comment
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Mosolov: The Iron FoundryOriginally posted by LMcD View PostIt isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.Comment
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Ebel: Leise rieselt der SchneeOriginally posted by LMcD View PostMy life, each morning when I dress, is four and twenty hours less. (J Richardson)Comment
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Verdi: Giovanna d'ArcoOriginally posted by LMcD View PostIt isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.Comment
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Massenet: Don QuichotteOriginally posted by LMcD View PostMy life, each morning when I dress, is four and twenty hours less. (J Richardson)Comment
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