...about Gabriel Fauré.
About the general quality and effect of his music. About its late 19th-century French spirit flowing with elusive melody and complex harmony. About its evocation of rarefied mood. About how his piano quartets seem to have no fixed tonal center, the key appearing to modulate and float around like an amnesiac papillon, creating cumulative and pleasurable bewilderment. About how.....well....someone needs to say something about all that stuff.
|1845 - 1924|