Score: Remembering (and selectively remembering) Jāzeps Vītols.
Boston Globe, July 21, 2017.

This year’s Globe column birthday buddy (following Erskine Hawkins and Justin Holland) is the father of Latvian classical music—and, for much of the 20th century, a bit of a prisoner of historiography.

Because the author has his boneheaded moments, the print version of this article (and, briefly, the online version) erroneously put Latvia on the banks of the Black Sea, rather than the Baltic. As penance (pretty pleasurable penance, actually), here’s an iPhone recording of me playing Vītols’ op. 8 Berceuse.