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I love how Philip weaves together ruminations on grief, reflections on family and upbringing, and of course historical snippets about Bach and thoughtful analysis of his music (particularly the Goldberg variations).
This was a heavy book, but I admit that I had a hell of a laugh over the eggplant bit. It's funny in spots too.
I was always more of a post-Romantic and early 20th century guy when it comes to composers, but this book has invigorated my interest in Bach.