music and medicine

Defiant Acts of Joy

When a friend hit me up with a “great opportunity”, my answer was an immediate no. Whatever crumbs of free time in my possession were now taken up with responding to the Trump administration’s attacks on nearly every aspect of society that I hold dear. There were elected officials to harangue, rallies to attend, letters to write, elections to canvass for. There were phone-banks to staff, petitions to circulate, campaigns to support, articles to write. “But it’s Beethoven’s Ninth,” my friend beseeched, helpfully attaching 25 dense pages of music to the email. Rehearsal was in three days. More

Unfinished Symphony

The baton came down and everyone was off. I tried to catch a few notes but was immediately flailing and thoroughly lost. It went downhill from there, for a solid hour, an experience that could comfortably be compared to extended root canal, although dentists generally provide anesthesia. More

Covid Duets

Given the death and destruction all around us during the Covid pandemic, it felt unseemly to complain about coming home to a strange cello every night. But playing someone else’s cello is like sleeping on someone else’s mattress: everything feels wrong. More

Music Teachers for Doctors?

What if every doctor learned from a music teacher? Could a “coach” bring back the intellectual vibrancy from medical-school days for one doctor, the way a music teacher inspires constant growth? More

Music and Medicine

The moment has finally arrived. After 3 years of sweating through etudes, scales, and Suzuki practice books, my teacher utters the words that every cello student yearns to hear: “It’s time to start the first Bach suite.” Studying cello as an adult hasn’t been the easiest task. But neither is medicine. More

Books by Danielle Ofri

Subscribe