When I was in graduate school, I took an advanced musicianship class, which mainly demonstrated that I was not an advanced musician. One of the components was ear training and dictation. Our task was usually to notate a series of dense chords and tricky modulations the teacher played from the piano.
I Know, But: Bruckner’s Symphony No. 9
Rediscovering the austere newness in a work synonymous with 19th-century excess
