They played Bach. Bach lost. (Yeah, it’s an old joke.)
Susan Crawford did not have a good time at a Bach concert yesterday. I wouldn’t mention it except she writes about it so amusingly.
I’m reminded of a conversation my friend Joe Mahoney had with another friend of mine, Tim Anderson. According to Joe, who is an amazing musician, it went like this:
Joe: Can you imagine? Bach had to write a cantata every week!
Tim: Not only that. He had to write a Bach cantata.
(Joe has a great post from November about the joy of growing up with a son and his son Quentin’s manic performance in “Cinderella.” Unfortunately, I can’t find the permalink…)
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of course bach could then take off time at the cantina….
Since the best man could not be obtained, mediocre ones would have to be accepted.
— Leipzig mayor Abraham Platz, 1723, commenting on appointing Bach as the Cantor of St Thomas School, Leipzig, when Graupner refused the post (Graupner is a now long-forgotten minor musician); quoted in Werner Neuman, Bach (1961)