I’m sipping a single-barrel bourbon. Rather strong. I add some drops of water, and then a few more. And the extraordinary, intense dark taste comes into sharp focus.
It’s like adding adrenaline to my playing of Brahms’s music in Jordan Hall. Or adding salt to soup (more if it’s cold).
Or adding momentary touches of pedal to an already carefully played legato phrase of piano music.
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