by Rowan Wolf
I have a theory: Bach is God. Well, if not GOD God then at least of the same substance.
Of sounds there are none more God-like than those first measures of the Toccata and Fugue in D-minor (or D-Moll as my Archiv German pressing says). They arrived through the ceiling, from a distant somewhere up there in the darkness, as descending lashes of beauty to ease the frozen silence.