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The Later Diaries of Ned Rorem: 1961–1972

This book offers a candid glimpse into the life and thoughts of Ned Rorem, showcasing his musical and personal journey during the 1960s and early 1970s. The diaries provide an intimate account of his daily life, creative processes, and interactions with the world around him. more

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Ned Rorem
Ned Rorem

Ned Rorem is an American composer born on October 23, 1923. His unique musical style, blending classical and modern elements, has had a significant impact on the development of American music. more

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