I am listening to Bach's St. John's Passion. They are playing it on the Classical station tonight at 8pm in honor of his birthday, but I thought I'd get a head start to avoid surprises and in case I fall asleep. I don't hate it. I actually don't hate Bach anymore, didn't I mention that? He is hardly on the Beethoven Chopin Brahms level, but he wouldn't be on their level even if I liked him as much anyway, because he is Bach and Bach demands his very own level where this isn't very much love but a good deal of other more lukewarm things like respect and veneration, and sometimes awe, and very occasionally there comes inside a hallelujah all hail!
Fall to your knees! And amen.
That sort of thing.