The British like any kind of music so long as it is loud.
Beethoven's last quartets were written by a deaf man and should only be listened to by a deaf man.
Too much counterpoint; what is worse, Protestant counterpoint.
Her singing reminds me of a cart coming downhill with the brake on.
The function of music is to release us from the tyranny of conscious thought.
The sound of the harpsichord resembles that of a bird-cage played with toasting-forks.