“Become the music itself.”
This is a most inspiring portrait of a man, as seen by a co-climber bloke who knew him in life, climbing a tree for its own sake, if not scaling the world’s demands, his inability to fit into the working world, his attraction to women that he ever failed to optimise! His neuro-diversity, his immersion above all in the majestic music of Bruckner, a composer who, with his gaucheness, we are told once counted all the leaves in a tree, as I ever count in aggregation the meanings and gleanings in the stories I read, but also there is the branched ricochet with a Schoenberg string quartet as an atonal analogy of contrast that his life often became. Both are favourite musical passions of mine, as it happens. I lived again through this story, and became its music. A landmark work, certainly for me. Not wholly an enigma variation, but a fixed and honest truth harboured within it. What will it mean to you?
A story forthcoming in TIME AND PROPINQUITY, an anthology that will be published later this year by the Montag Press.
My previous reviews of Alan Price: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/2019/11/09/the-illiterate-ghost-alan-price/
The above review is part of my project here: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/2023/01/24/39772/
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