Ecstasy. Ecstasy. Pure ecstasy.

After weeks of listening to Beethoven string quartets, I’ve switched. To Mozart string quartets. A delightful contrast. Mozart. So much more gentle. Light.  Airy. When I return to Beethoven. And I will. He’ll seem all the better. The contrast. Two great geniuses. Enhancing each other. I am blessed. Living in an age of technology.  Able to listen to music with heart and soul. The creator himself. Speaking to me. Directly. In younger times, the symphonies left me enthralled. A little more bombast. But now. String quartets. And tomorrow. Bach. The sonatas for solo cello. Ecstasy.  Ecstasy. Pure ecstasy. –Jim Broede