Checking in late (two days after his birthday) with my favorite Feldman memory: it was back in the 70s when I was a teenager — right at that age when we were convinced we knew what was important and what was frivolous. One of us made a snorting, dismissive comment about Copland, and he fixed us with a fierce stare and said, “Never underestimate the amount of skill and concentration that Copland put into choosing every note.”
Great, great lesson, and one that has stuck with me to this day: critique the music, not the style.







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