Monday, February 24, 2014

Rostropovich, Dvořák, Ozawa





There might be a Rostropovich story in me, but I can't get it straight in my memory just now.

So I'll post this instead.

2 comments:

Tim Buck said...

This is good. Mr. R was such a natural.

Iulia Flame said...

I haven't a clue, but I enjoyed it, and "Mr. R." haunts my past for some reason I'm still trying to pin down. We sort of passed one another like ships in the night. He actually conducted up here in the North, once. Maybe that's it.

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