“Don’t write, listen,” Nono would insist. “I never went with a ready score to a studio, as many did. I had at most some ideas before, and I saw immediately it would be better if I didn’t bring any ideas into the studio.”
Of course, if your palette prefers a sillier take on the great man, then there’s always Ivan Hewett:
A festival beginning next week at the Southbank Centre brings the ingratiating aural splendour of Venetian music to London. But at the centre of Luigi Nono: Fragments of Venice is a kind of music that is neither splendid nor ingratiating.
The South Bank’s Nono-ganza began last night.