This is Tchaikovsky. Peter Tchaikovsky had a hard time saying no. A college girl wanted to visit him. He said no. (He starts out good here by saying no but later flounders). She said she needed to visit him. He said no. She said she would kill herself if he didn't agree to visit her. He said yes. Two days later he was married to her. One day later he regretted that. After several weeks he tried to kill himself because she drove him crazy.
I had the pleasure of listening to the Northern Symphony Orchestra perform Tchaikovsky's 4th symphony which he composed during this turbulent time. Each section of the movement lays out his emotions. Tchaikovsky starts out with despondency and sadness and melancholy. The piece ends with incredible power and anger. The cymbals are clashing over and over, the violins and violas and cellos are all sawed across at a fantastic speed - so fast the faces of the musicians are turning red from the effort. The horns are blowing and the drums are pounding. This is the most pissed off piece of music I have ever heard. I kinda wanted a cigarette after it was over but settled for a peanutbutter cookie instead. I like angry music. A certain handsome young cellist was making eyes at my companion before the show-how cute.
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