Is it just me or are you sick of strings? I've spent the last few years trying to 'approach' classical music and the one thing that's making me cringe is strings. When did the long drawn out dying fall of the orchestra's slush section become synonymous with heartfelt sentiments? Now don't get me wrong. Thank God for sentimentality, without it most people would be bereft of all human feeling. But when did strings get to be the sine non qua of sadness, the main spring for melancholia, the go to option for grandeur the last and only hope for love? Not a clue. But there you go. Another day, another dollar.
