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It’s seven years since I graduated. My mother has died, I am completely on my own. How strange it is to live in a flat where you don’t hear anyone’s voice and the silence builds in cotton wool layers! They say that’s the silence and loneliness Glen Gould inhabited, and he liked it. Not so strange, incidentally: he conversed with Bach in that thick silence!
Typical chain of events: someone became a living god. The papers first explained why he is a god, then told the tale of how he had become one… Someone wrote maliciously: “He is not a god!” And anyone who still harboured doubts immediately realised he was indeed a god. Then one clever person published an article entitled: “Is he always a god?” And everyone immediately realised that he is not always a god, that he is often not a god a
