

Bear cubs in the New World (or, Dvorak as the antidote for the unending bombastic cacophony we call
Day #64 post-IVIG #3 As we drove in the car, Max was giving me one of his ongoing monologues on Tchaikovsky when I commented on his love of classical music. He ghasped. "Not classical," he said, giggling. I looked confused (and slightly annoyed that my 12 year old found my ignorance laughable) He explained "Tchaikovsky is a Romantic composer. I only like composers from the Romantic period. Tchaikovsky, Verdi..." I asked him what the difference was and he explained to me Clas