I managed to get hold of a CD of this Albinoni, oboe and violin concertos (actually Zsuzsa bought it for me last night), but the pieces on it are nothing like the adagio in G minor. Albinoni lived from the mid-17th to the mid-18th century, and his compositions are all very well-mannered and polite. They’re good enough company, full of musical maxims, but so urbane as to be almost cynical, with these typical coy little flourishes. They’re definitely by the book.


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