The Composer is Dead written by Lemony Snicket, illustrated by Carson Ellis, music by Nathaniel Stookey
Synopsis:
There's dreadful news from the symphony hall—the composer is dead! If you have ever heard an orchestra play, then you know that musicians are most certainly guilty of something. Where exactly were the violins on the night in question? Did anyone see the harp? Is the trumpet protesting a bit too boisterously? In this perplexing murder mystery, everyone seems to have a motive, everyone has an alibi, and nearly everyone is a musical instrument. But the composer is still dead. Perhaps you can solve the crime yourself. Join the Inspector as he interrogates all the unusual suspects. Then listen to the accompanying audio recording featuring Lemony Snicket and the music of Nathaniel Stookey performed by the San Francisco Symphony. Hear for yourself exactly what took place on that fateful, well-orchestrated evening.
There's dreadful news from the symphony hall—the composer is dead! If you have ever heard an orchestra play, then you know that musicians are most certainly guilty of something. Where exactly were the violins on the night in question? Did anyone see the harp? Is the trumpet protesting a bit too boisterously? In this perplexing murder mystery, everyone seems to have a motive, everyone has an alibi, and nearly everyone is a musical instrument. But the composer is still dead. Perhaps you can solve the crime yourself. Join the Inspector as he interrogates all the unusual suspects. Then listen to the accompanying audio recording featuring Lemony Snicket and the music of Nathaniel Stookey performed by the San Francisco Symphony. Hear for yourself exactly what took place on that fateful, well-orchestrated evening.
Comments:
Written in typical Lemony Snicket style, this book personifies the instruments in the orchestra. Rich in language and humour, the composer is described as “a person who sits in a room, muttering and humming and figuring out what notes the orchestra is going to play” but, the composer is dead! “This is called decomposing.” Now, the book becomes a “whodunit” and each instrument typifies its character. The flutes were doing bird imitations, the cellos and basses are weary from dragging their large bodies around and the violas – who play the notes in the chords that nobody cares about – are often forgotten. Satisfaction does come at the end of the story when the culprit is revealed. So, “for those who want justice” said the orchestra “go to the police, but for those who want something a little more interesting… go to the orchestra!”
Written in typical Lemony Snicket style, this book personifies the instruments in the orchestra. Rich in language and humour, the composer is described as “a person who sits in a room, muttering and humming and figuring out what notes the orchestra is going to play” but, the composer is dead! “This is called decomposing.” Now, the book becomes a “whodunit” and each instrument typifies its character. The flutes were doing bird imitations, the cellos and basses are weary from dragging their large bodies around and the violas – who play the notes in the chords that nobody cares about – are often forgotten. Satisfaction does come at the end of the story when the culprit is revealed. So, “for those who want justice” said the orchestra “go to the police, but for those who want something a little more interesting… go to the orchestra!”
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