News from the Berlin Philharmonic. A love letter from a wandering horn player to his string colleagues. When Klaus Wallendorf picks up the horn, the audience melts away - when he takes up the pen, it lies smiling at his feet. It's no wonder he became the Philharmonic's expert on tributes, because when he gives a speech, it sounds something like this: "When I was snorkeling through the shallows of the sea of notes with a baton and a horn mouthpiece in the summer of 1970, the 12 cellists as an ensemble had yet to be founded. However, the cello had reached a technical peak in its development history. Rostropovich's recording of Dvořák's Cello Concerto was breathtaking, and Evelyn raved to me - during the brief pauses of the drizzling rain - with the roof hatch open and the stereo system cranked up to the max about the novel playing technique, whose outer feature was the fa.