I was curious about the source behind the widely divergent editions of the Donizetti Concerto for Violin, Cello/Viola, and Orchestra, and was pleased to find that the French national library has digitized it, like so many other good things. (It's a mess, as expected.)

Playing John Bull on the piano — great music by a tremendous composer, creative, beautiful stuff. I love English music from that time.

The Stroh violin is less awkward to play than I expected, but responds equally differently from a normal violin and an electric violin. Very much its own beast. Not much fun to play imo.

Here's James Scott Skinner, a famous Scottish fiddle and self-proclaimed genius, playing his own tunes on a Stroh violin. youtu.be/0yURphjg2-4?si…

Schoenberg's first string quartet is a masterwork. Listen to it. (The Juilliard quartet recording makes it pretty comprehensible, unlike some.)

I will always love this.

I wish anyone whose manuscripts I work with had handwriting like this. Frickin' Donizetti, man.

There's something to be learned from most of these national musics, no matter whether Western music is superior or not.

Someone said that it's time to leave the movement when they decide with whom you may have sex and for precisely what reasons. Sometimes classical music Twitter feels that way: you may only enjoy precisely this music under these very specific circumstances, which never happen.

Berlin was once famous for this sort of thing.

As a kid, I thought a lot about what the future would be like, but never once did I imagine going to the grocery store to be called a thief by a machine.

Imagine an adult who could answer this question without looking it up, with whom you would also trust any power.

My father's favorite composer was Haydn. I didn't understand why until I was about twenty, but never at my most ignorant did I spout imbecile disrespect like this.

Scriabin going almost beyond where I can follow, but remaining firmly in the realms of beauty. youtu.be/z9KF7S1BarA?si…

Why do we trust dentists? "I'm going to prod your gums with a needle and blame you when they bleed!" NO THANK YOU SIR

My son was reflecting on the irony of the name of one of the Innocents. We decided he should be called Pope Dindu Nuffin.

I still remember when a few friends and I went to Pizza Hut, and teased the cute waitress relentlessly (also working her pretty hard). Then we tipped her every dollar in our wallets, which about equalled the cost of the meal. I hope she also took it in good fun.