In Bass Baritone’s Warm Memoir, It’s the Story That Sings
Thomas Quasthoff was born in Germany, in 1959, poisoned by thalidomide. He now stands at just four feet tall, with severely underdeveloped legs and arms — and having fashioned himself one of the great bass baritones of the age. His new memoir is full of spirited humor: His first meeting with the iconic Russian cellist Mstislav Rostropovich occasions a warm outpouring — of drink and otherwise — from the man: “Choo have to drink these. This is Russian mentahlity.”

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