In 1964, Anthony Hopkins — yes, that Anthony Hopkins — composed a waltz; like many geniuses, he had little faith in his ability to create something so far out of his usual métier. And he might have gone on composing for the cedar chest, except that his wife sent a copy of the score to Dutch violinist André Rieu. Rieu thought it was wonderful:
That was in 2011. By the next year, Sir Anthony had dusted off a whole CD’s worth of music. And there isn’t a fava bean to be seen anywhere.
(Via Kim du Toit.)