Nicholas Spice

Richard Wollheim​ once recalled receiving a postcard from Adrian Stokes some time in the early 1960s (the postcard, he said, was ‘tantalisingly dated “Tuesday afternoon”’), which contained the sentence: ‘I shall discipline and keep myself in trim in wondering for what simple reason Palestrina avoided concerning himself with a tone poem on the plangent fountains...

Had Franz Schubert​ been asked how he had come to write the song ‘Am Meer’ – he, who had never seen the sea and whose knowledge of it was limited to hearsay and the stylised depictions of painting and literature – he might have answered as, a hundred years later, Maurice Ravel answered, when a friend teasingly asked him how, since he never got up before ten thirty,...

Of these​ six stories, ‘The Pole’, dated 2022, is the most recent. It is also much the longest: at 146 pages, it occupies two-thirds of the book. Four of the remaining five stories (dated between 2004 and 2019) concern episodes in the life of Elizabeth Costello, the fictional Australian novelist who first surfaced in J.M. Coetzee’s work in 1997 and who has made...

The conductor’s practical function – to direct the music – is overlaid with symbolism, and at the interface of the orchestra and the audience he is the recipient of two quite different waves of transference. At his back, an amorphous crowd of strangers beam expectation at him. They have paid to experience something amazing. Variously informed about what exactly he is doing, they are happy to submit themselves to his mystique and charisma. To them, he is the high priest, guardian of the sacred texts, the leader.

Two scenes​ from his teenage years in prewar Vienna defined Hans Keller’s later life: one a kind of heaven, the other a window on hell. He was a viola pupil of Oskar Adler, a doctor and musician, and took part in the famously select chamber music salons at Adler’s house in the Neubaugasse, where on Saturday afternoons the luminaries of Vienna would play string quartets and talk...