Posted AT 11:52 AM EST on 24/07/08
Jung love
I fell in love with his hands first. They were slender, long-fingered, supple – musician's hands. He played trombone. In the final movement of the Shostakovich
Fifth, the trombones peel the paint off the walls with D major blasts. The first time I watched him pick up his horn and hit those octaves, I thought my heart would stop.
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