Suddenly I had to stop—I had screwed up a turn in the harmony and wasn’t moving toward the goal of G minor anymore. I had embarked upon a Neapolitan odyssey which was now gone quite awry.
“Why do you suppose,” my teacher asked, breaking the extremely uncomfortable silence,…
gets old. It’s endlessly fascinating.
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