by Dan Cohen
I’ve been meaning to write a column about Rachmaninoff. About driving around Costa Rica and listening to Rachmaninoff, which I’ve been doing a lot lately, more than most of you. The Second Piano Concerto in particular. If you don’t know Rach 2, immediately drop everything and run as if your life depended on it to the highest quality sound source available and listen to it. All of it. Preferably the Rubinstein/Reiner/Chicago Symphony version. It’s about 35 minutes long. Then you can die happy. If not you will be condemned to an eternity in hell hearing only the sounds of police sirens ever passing but never arriving.
I’ve been doing a lot of driving. But why Rachmaninoff? It’s a fair question.
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