SCHOLARS SET SAIL ON A MURKY VERDIAN SEA
The most important music publication of the year is not, hard though it may be to believe, that admirably exhaustive biography of Maestro Ricco Opolento, the titan of the podium who used to conduct Bach's B-minor Mass using only his left eyebrow. Nor is it the equally weighty (5 pounds, 3 ounces) study of the art of Melissa Altissa, the celebrated Transylvanian coloratura whose highest notes are said to induce tachycardia in bats. Books such as these, which come flooding out each season, serve definite purposes - they make wonderful door stops, for instance. Sometimes they also add an infinitesimal some-thing to the sum of human knowledge. We true fans swallow such volumes voraciously, exactly as other readers gulp down murder mysteries or best-sellers by discredited statesmen. But so few books about music or musicians can be taken seriously, except as exercises in historical fiction or career promotion, that the occasional worthwhile publication stands out like a swan on a duck pond.
