title: For the Love of Music: The Remarkable Story of Maria Anna Mozart
author:  Elizabeth Rusch 
description: Grade 24Maria Anna Walpurga Ignatia Mozart was a musical prodigy in her own right and shared considerable childhood fame with her younger brother, Wolfgang. This picture-book biography quickly sketches the siblings' close relationship and their long European concert tour and then goes on to tell in greater detail about her quiet growing-up and adult years as her brother quickly rose to prominence. Rusch organizes the account into short segments labeled with musical terms designating the units of a sonata"The First Movement," "Allegro," "Development," "Cadenza," "Finale." The concluding author's note, "Encore," is a two-page biography threaded with explanations of the 18th-century limitations on women's participation in the music world. Johnson and Fancher add warmth and texture to the story, blending collage and painting on canvas. Costumes and backgrounds incorporate brocade fragments, and bits of music scores frame carriages, musical instruments, and building features. Text is on inset pages that appear to be crumbling and fading, as though taken from a very old book. Catherine Brighton's picture book <i>Mozart, Scenes from the Childhood of the Great Composer</i> (Doubleday, 1990) is narrated by Nannerl, as she was called by her family, and gives a richer account of the famous childhood tour. Maria's long, relatively uneventful life, emphasized here, is hardly the remarkable story promised in the subtitle, but this attractive book offers a peek at women's history and will serve where more is needed on the Mozarts.<i>Margaret Bush, Simmons College, Boston</i> <br />(c) Copyright 2011. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
zlib_text: Эрик Сигл. История любви (engl) Chapter 1 What can you say about a twenty-
  five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she
  loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me. Once, when she specifically
  Jumped me with those musical types, I asked her what the order was, and she
  replied, smiling, "Alphabetical." At the time I smiled too. But now I sit and
  wonder whether she was listing me by my first name-in which case I would trail
  Mozart-or by my last name, in which case I would edge n there between Bach and
  the Beatles. Either way I don't come first, which for some stupid reason
  bothers hell out of me, having grown up with the notion that I always had to
  be number one. Family heritage, don't you know? In the fall of my senior year,
  I got into the habit of studying at the Radcliffe library. Not just to eye the
  cheese, although I admit that I liked to look. The place was quiet, nobody
  knew me, and the reserve books were less in demand. The day before one of my
  