Music has always played a major ration of my life, as from the antediluvian age I can recall classical music continually playing in our home. daddy had a lot of 78s and an electric artist which required frequent needle changes. In fact I used to watch him alter them religiously every eight plays not something he would let anyone else do!!
As children, we used to come up with the money for singing recitals - especially at Christmas times!! I am grateful for the a breath of fresh air our parents gave us to music even if father was a bit single minded when, in the tardy 50s my brother Kenneth, bought home a recording of a supplementary rock-n-roll singer called buddy Holly I think father thought it was not proper music and that the lp couldnt possibly be happening to the same satisfactory as his Beethoven or Mozart recordings!!
He used to have constant discussions similar to Kenneth virtually playing them on his radiogram. And as for the Beatles and Rolling Stones records I wanted to appear in a few years future no comment!!
Both my two brothers were taught to play a part classical music upon the piano by our Aunty Win. For myself; it was 1962 and I was far too enthusiastic in my Uncle Franks brand new MGB roadster to concentrate attempt as my mum did to put up to me!!
My eldest brother, Robert, turned out to be a terribly accomplished musician playing the French horn professionally for many years. Kenneth, my extra brother, in far along years, would get every his beer bought for him in the NAFFI bar, bashing out songs next we had a session mind you he always had a bad head the bordering day!
After I left house and united the British Armed Forces, I have to tell my mates were not too happy not quite Grieg physical played in the barrack room. similar misery as my daddy had substitute music. in view of that I had to use earphones to listen to him. But gone 'The Who' came on now, that was a substitute tally - then we used to get into upset subsequently the loyalty Sergeant for playing the music too loud!!
Anyway, higher than the years, I have developed a passion for every types of music and my accrual of vinyl history has now grown to put in Amadeus Mozart through to Led Zeppelin. But, I guess if I had to pick just one piece of music to give a positive response to that desert island it would have to be:
Mozarts Concerto for Clarinet and Orchestra No1 in F Minor, Op 73
My favourite recording of this outstanding piece: (only one of several!)
Deutshe Grammophon 136550 SLPEM (stereo - 1968) Karl Leister, Clarinet, Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra conducted by Rafael Kubelik.
I bought this recording whilst stationed in Germany in 1970 since after that I have obtained further fine recordings of the Concerto, but I locate Karl Leisters observations of the Adagio(in particular) perfectly captures Mozarts endeavor of writing the most profoundly expressive goings-on for a solo instrument.
I never fail to be moved by it
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