As you probably know by now, Michael Steinberg died over the weekend. He had been a critic, an artistic advisor to orchestras and festivals, and above all, a writer whose books and program notes set the standard for knowledgeable, elegant writing on music. He was a revered figure (and these words somehow fail to do justice to that).
Here in Minnesota, where he made his home, he was more than that. For many, he was a personal friend. For many of us who didn’t know him personally, he was still a kind of personal presence: as a lecturer at Orchestra Hall, as a guest on MPR, or sometimes just a fellow audience member, since his attendance at musical events was indefatigable.
Online remembrances and obituaries have begun to appear, with more to follow: here’s just one, that blends the professional and personal nicely.
Do you have your own recollections of Michael Steinberg, or thoughts on the contribution he made? Share your memories below.