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The first section, “Venezia notturno,” opens with glassy, slippery sounds that evoke Venice’s canals; the different layers assigned each player seem wholly separate until they unexpectedly converge into moments of rich, unison melody.

Since Borodin's poignant and stately notturno was still playing in his mind, and since he did not wish to repeat the farewell ceremony, he stood by the car while the chauffeur fiddled with the engine.

It is full of the grace of a notturno, of the secret grief of hopeless love.