“When I jokingly say that chamber music is the most fun you can have with your clothes on, I am not really joking. It is sensual in ways that most sex cannot approach, its erotics of rhythm and momentum and performance and power arousing more deeply than words can. There is no panting sharp short climax, either, only the surge that lasts as long as the music will, and then the low rough sigh of separation.”
Deep Throat #5: On Being And Unbeing A Singer by Hanne Blank, in which she revisits Tanglewood, where she once was a fellow.