Is attitude to life more important than music?

'A musician is also a man, but more important than his music is his attitude to life.'
That quote from Pablo Casals appeared in my 2010 post A musician is also a man. The vexed relationship between music, conscience and accountability has been a recurring theme On An Overgrown Path. So thanks go to John McLaughlin Williams for pointing me towards a new article titled Music, Conscience, Accountability and the Third Reich on the website of the Oriel Foundation, which is dedicated to rediscovering suppressed music treasures of the twentieth century. Header image is from my 2008 post Innocent of political delinquency.

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