All you readers are of course connoisseurs of string instruments, so you will recognise the allusion. If you don’t, it comes from an inscription on a ancient lute. Google it. It is a lovely thought.
In April last, your correspondent wrote Part 1 of “In Death I Sweetly Sing”, a commentary on the fine range of old instruments in Adelaide for the Second Adelaide International Cello Festival. It was a joy to see and hear these played in concert and in masterclasses. More recently on this blog he has commented on the poor state of fine old instrument ownership in this country (Of Music, Mortals and Metamorphoses), notwithstanding the recent sterling efforts by the Australian Chamber Orchestra, Sydney Symphony, Jurlique, and