One day, more than two decades ago, I walked into a Jerusalem bookstore — and stepped into a mystery. At the store, I met a man who was shopping named Reb Moshe Ashbel, an elderly, white-bearded Russian immigrant. As we got to know each other, Ashbel told me that he was a Lubavitch Hasid, a mathematician, and a lover of classical and
Most people learn about a composer by reading about him in newspapers, CD liner notes or printed concert programs. I got to know Golijov by accretion, first by listening to his music at a concert, preceded by an oral intro, then by meeting him, and only subsequently by reading about him and getting his CDs.