I imagine that Bach found great peace in his music amongst the chaos of his life. He's one of my favorite composers for the stunning beauty that infuses even the simplest of his phrases; you always know where the chords are going, but it's no less miraculous when they arrive there. Whether you are listening to a single pianist, an unaccompanied choir, or a swelling orchestra and chorus, Bach unfolds the delicacy of the most complex passages and magnifies the delight of a single line until you feel your heart might burst. Of music, he wrote,
The aim and final end of all music
should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul.
As we head into Easter weekend, for which Bach wrote magnificent works, let's take a minute to refresh our souls. And let's wish a Johann Sebastan Bach, born on March 31, 1685, a very happy birthday.
