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Passing this on from asakiyume, by way of sartorias.

There are few classical pieces I will sit down and listen from beginning to end, but this is the only one I do regularly. It begins with a chill on the nape of the neck, and ends with tearfully throwing your naked heart into the loving void.


Well, OK, for some.

Still, I've never looked at it from this particular perspective. I suspect Beethoven would be pleased, the ol' revolutionary.