Gleam

I think of Catherine, who cannot sing without accompaniment, at least not with the proper notes. The pitches are in tune, but invariably she strays from the tune and comes up with something or another. Soon as Louise starts playing, everything clicks into place. “There is an inner logic to the music,” the engineer says, after a performance of Debussy’s ‘Pierrot’. “The harmony of the spheres in microcosm.”