Meet Johannes Brahms
I was born in Hamburg in 1833, the son of a modest musician. My earliest days were filled with the sounds of the docks, of sailors’ songs, and of my father’s double bass. From these beginnings, I discovered that music was not merely entertainment — it was a language, capable of speaking directly to the soul.
Meet Franz Peter Schubert
I began to write music almost as soon as I learned to read it. By the time I was a young man, melodies seemed to visit me daily, so insistently that I sometimes felt more like their scribe than their creator.
Meet Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
My life was not always easy. I was no stranger to financial hardship; the rewards of music did not always cover the cost of living. Yet I was never discouraged for long, for I felt compelled to write. Ideas would seize me — symphonies, concertos, sonatas — and until they were set on paper, I could not rest.
Meet Ludwig van Beethoven
I was born in Bonn in 1770, though the exact date was never recorded. My early years were shaped by music—my father, a singer, hoped I’d become another Mozart. By the age of seven, I was already performing in public, and before long, I found myself composing works of my own. Music became my language—more precise than words, more honest than conversation.
Meet Joseph Haydn
I was born in 1732, in the small Austrian village of Rohrau. My father was a wheelwright, my mother a cook, and though we were not wealthy, music filled our home. From those modest beginnings, I was sent as a boy to sing in the choir of St. Stephen’s Cathedral in Vienna. There, I learned the discipline of music, though I also learned what it was to be hungry, and to persevere.
Meet Antonio Lucio Vivaldi
I am Antonio Lucio Vivaldi, born in Venice in the year 1678. From my earliest days the violin was my companion, though I was destined also for the Church. They called me Il Prete Rosso — the Red Priest — for my hair as much as for my cassock. Yet it was music, not the pulpit, that became my true ministry.
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