Mark VII in London - early February, 1937
With the opening (& concluding) phrase of the last movement of the Sonata in E Major (109) still echoing in my head, I must write you a word of thanks for this lovely evening & one of regret that you were not with us at John Hunt’s recital.
He played beautifully of course, such sincerity, such choice reticence & such perfect execution; but I felt: “Here’s a young man, still to make.” He knows, & feels, & is beautifully intelligent; but he hasn’t yet the emotional experience Beethoven really demands. Sometimes there was a sense of conscientious rectitude; & then I found myself … more >>
location of experience: London
pacifist, Soldier, Writer
Originally submitted by hgb3 on Fri, 15 Aug 2014 14:47:09 +0100