As a Canadian interested in sound, I am interested in Glenn Gould. One of his signature expressions was “Dixieland” to describe that moment when 1+1=3. The recording studio was where he felt he could achieve that kind of alchemy far more often than he could in a concert hall, the reified venue of classical music performance.
What I love about this recording is that Gould “forces” the listener to “endure” his humming and mumbling. You want to enjoy the playing itself, glorious playing, but you have to take Gould’s noises with it because without the noises, you wouldn’t get the performance. They are the exhaust of the engine, as it were.