A few weeks ago I dreamnt -
I'm staring at a a radio and there's nondescript highly modernist classical music coming out of it, and a voice to my left says that I must identify which (Hungarian) composer it is, Ligeti or Kodály, and I say Bartók, you can't forget Bartók, and then amidst modest affirmation off to left, I think to myself, how the hell am I going to tell the difference between all their music.
And then, I wake up.
. . .
(. . .)
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