Two star review, originally posted here on December 21, 2020 during a mass-review of pandemic audiobooks.
[DISCLAIMER: I’m catching up on months worth of Audiobook reviews, so writing this quickly and belatedly.]
I didn’t really enjoy this book, which is a shame because there’s a lot of potential there. It might have helped to have read it in print instead of doing the audiobook, but… only to a point. Tindall swaps between two types of chapters: personal tales of her life, and general information about the classical music scene. This book would have been much better if her personal tales were remotely interesting or insightful, but they weren’t. They were mostly pretty boring, frankly. I think maybe Tindall was going for a Kitchen Confidential type of feel (look at the bad boys of classical music!) but it just didn’t play that way. When we hit the more informative chapters, Tindall’s voice (or rather, the audiobook narrator’s voice to be honest) just didn’t seem to carry any credibility. And they weren’t very well written. So, it’s a miss for me, despite subject matter that SHOULD have been fascinating and engaging.
Helga without the H 