How is it I didn't know Bach brought out this sort of windswept, overheated, sweaty passion in women? Stroking her violin until she swoons, dress slipping off as her eyes roll back in her head. Actually I suppose that woman I used to see who played the cello probably should have clued me in a bit. But this looks less like a Baroque concerto CD and more like the cover of an Andrew Blake movie, and the name Lara St. John sounds like such a soft porn stage name. But hey, if it sells classical music.
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