Frank Almond, the Milwaukee concertmaster, has written a beautiful memoir of Joseph Silverstein, the Boston legend who died yesterday, aged 83.
In 1979 I was 15 years old and not sure I wanted to play the violin any more; I was in my hometown of San Diego coming off a hiatus of about a year or so. The only reason I was hanging in was because I’d just started with a new teacher who somehow intuitively knew that what I really needed was some quality guidance and a highly structured practice regimen. And maybe a summer of hard work. My mom drove me to the local auditions for BU’s Tanglewood Institute, but I had no idea how that summer would change my life.
Read on here.