There are no woman composers, never have been and possibly never will be.
Her singing reminds me of a cart coming downhill with the brake on.
In the first movement alone, I took note of six pregnancies and at least four miscarriages.
What can you do with it? It's like a lot of yaks jumping about.
The trouble with women in an orchestra is that if they're attractive it will upset my players and if they're not it will upset me.
The sound of a harpsichord - two skeletons copulating on a tin roof in a thunderstorm.