It's hard to review this album. Gould worked and reworked Bach during most of his life. When he first hit the scene, he played Bach differently on recordings and live, differently than most other pianists, definitely with more verve than most others, due to his wondrous technical skills but also without any fucking care about being subservient to God, meaning Bach.

This is a collection that both serves as a plain painting of Gould's brilliance as a piano player but mainly in showing how differently he played materials that are largely considered to be above its players; when hearing Gould play, I think its evident he's on par with Bach. Sure, Gould interprets what another person gas composed, but damn… More

The last piece, the nearly-one-hour-long spoken-word piece felt like a thing of its time... From the 'hip' studio technician down to the British-English ultra-posh man who constantly spoke down to the female interviewer... Wow.

I'm not one to be impressed by virtuosity. I very rarely am, and then only if the playing is matched by genuine feeling and at least some other type of value.

This is the shit! Gould plays like a fucking robot on all kinds of emotions! I don't give a fuck what Bach would have said, this is just fucking brilliant. What playing and humming. Fucking Glenn Gould, he was THE person where it came down to Bach on piano and harpsichord. A mean motherfucker on them keys.