Instead of my trusty old typewriter from my days at the Nashville Tennessean , I did get to write this article on a state-of the-art, ergonometric keyboard.
I stopped writing on my old but trust typewriter.
It was because the charismatic in music is genuinely awe-inspiring, and to watch the violist trek across Schnittke's barbarous Russian landscape was like watching humanity and inhumanity in ferocious battle, waging every grand and noble struggle that we associate with the 19 th -century violin concertos, except without any of the reassuring triumphalism that, among 19 th -century composers, was indistinguishable from a finale.