Don't be fooled by the arid title and hideous cover, or put off by the admittedly frightening term musicology. (It's still a less offensive word than wedges.) If you know nothing about classical music history or criticism, yes, this will be a dense foray. But it will still be pleasant reading. It received a glowing review from the New York Review of Books, which indicates accessibility for the nonspecialist reader. Kerman has become one of my favorite writers on music, with a style not only coherent but vivid and imaginative. A few months ago I had never heard of him. Now, I want to read everything he ever wrote.
Samples:
"...a dictionary, even the best dictionary, is essentially just another trophy of positivism."
"[Babbitt's] writing of the 1950s had developed into a strange amalgam. Conjoined with a fanatical scientism, a search for quasi-logical precision of reference which tortured his syntax into increasingly Jamesian spirals for very un-Jamesian ends, there was an undertone of distress, even rage, erupting into repeated assaults and innuendos directed against various predictable targets."
I feel my appetite being rewhet!