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Arts feature

The sex lives of conductors

20 January 2018

9:00 AM

20 January 2018

9:00 AM

I once knew a great conductor who claimed that he never boarded a plane to a new orchestra without a tube of lube in his pocket. Just in case he got lucky (which he often did).

Conductors are migratory birds who fly where their agents point them, hopping from one hotel bed to the next.

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