Ever since Seiji Ozawa went on the injured reserve for the global musicians’ squad, I have been feeling more compelled to get behind the axe, thus:
A joyous C-major prelude, vite:
Bitte enschuldigung für die Fehler am anfang des zweiten Minuten-zeichen [Please excuse the mistake at the outset of the second minute mark — it’s for Seiji, man]!
and some G-major semidemiquavers in the quasi-style, though not equal to even a quasi of the skill, of Pablo Casals:
Adam Cathcart 