Today I start the Well Tempered Clavier Book II, written some twenty years after the first book, and possessing an entirely different spirit. The first book ends with such keen foresight into music of the twentieth century, but what makes the second book so unique is a romantic quality that I find hard to describe adequately. Maybe during this discipline of playing and writing, I’ll find the description I want for this book. Today’s P&F in C major, BWV 870, is a joyful romp. The fugue is absolutely standard to Bach’s form, but just so playful, and an ear worm at that. I’ll be hearing this in my head for days.