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| Appréciation d'ensemble / Overall evaluation :     ½ | |
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Reviewer: David 
Reznick 
One of the things that makes 
America great (and it’s great right now—no need to make it “great again”) is the 
freedom to chart our own destiny. You may have a dream of producing the most 
delicious flavor of ice cream the world has ever known. You can devote your life 
to this if you want. No one will stop you. Of course, there’s no guarantee of 
success. If, for example, after an exhaustive study, you arrive at the 
unshakable conclusion that the most delicious flavor is Chicken Mint, you may 
run into some marketing problems. Or suppose that when you were five years old 
you heard someone play a cello, and right then and there you decided to devote 
yourself to that instrument. And the more you stick to it, the better you get. 
Then suddenly you are a cello virtuoso, touring the world and playing concertos, 
raking in the money. But fate cannot be toyed with. Suppose the instrument you 
heard as a child is the viola da gamba. And eventually you become a viola da 
gamba virtuoso, touring public libraries, country club celebrations, art 
galleries, and elementary school music classes. And keeping your day job. 
Surprisingly, they found that the 
amount of music written for three solo violas de gamba is a bit sparse. They 
solved this by arranging music that was not originally intended for their 
instrument. The present recording features various pieces by Bach that have 
undergone the transformation. | |
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