Philip Kennicott, the senior art and architecture critic of the Washington Post and a former contributing editor for the New Republic, won the Pulitzer Prize for Criticism in 2013. He lives in Washington, DC.
"""In short, this is a beautiful and unexpectedly uplifting read which will have you reaching for both Gould's Goldbergs and the Chaconne, and perhaps even looking at the world with renewed thoughtfulness."" -- Charlotte Gardner - Gramophone ""Lyrical and haunting."" -- Alex Ross - The New Yorker ""Full of arresting insights about the way music permeates our lives, as well as heartbreaking reflections on the wounds a parent can inflict on a child."" -- Michael O'Donnell - The Wall Street Journal ""A thought-provoking and accomplished memoir, meeting Kennicott's own criterion that ‘every good book or great piece of music carries with it the possibility of redemption."" -- Martha Anne Toll - NPR ""With stunning candor and elegance, Kennicott explores the complexities of grieving for an emotionally abusive person with brief dissertations on longing, on learning, on perfectionism... [he] turns what may have been a simple memoir into a shining, nonlinear meditation."" -- Zoë Madonna - The Boston Globe"