Honestly, who else whished W.M. had the instrument to do what her musicality demands?
I have the greates respect for her. But this is an honest blog and how often have I wished W.M.'s brain placed in the head of f.e. Leontyne Price or Birgit Nilsson. Not to discredit the two, on the contrary, but to duplicate them with Waltraud Meier's musical ideas. This excerpt is so profoundly moving, but only on an intellectual level. To me the physical part of it is missing. Am I wrong? Great expectations...
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