In the run-up to fraudulent elections, words may fail/words fail may/may words fail. For the moment, words are simply out of tune.
In their place, this month, I offer a visual/musical note, an antidote to bullish handshakes and shoves, to puffed-up self-celebration, to the jarring cacophony of the wilful dismantling of democracy.
Sinfonia concertante, no matter the instrument, the era, the stage, is a balance of solo and ensemble playing, in which the individual is prominent but never pre-eminent. Union in diversity. Exactly that which is missing from current social and political discourse.