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that none of your relatives worked in cotton.’” He still holds regular reunions with the original

        cast.





        I met Rattle around this time. We both ran off to collect kids from school. Any other maestro, I

        thought, would have sent the nanny. But Rattle was a new kind of conductor, never happier than

        when bucking the rules. After 18 years he walked away from Birmingham with no job in sight.
        In 1999 the Berlin Philharmonic fell vacant as Claudio Abbado battled cancer. Daniel

        Barenboim was the clear favourite for the job, but in a secret ballot Rattle won the players’ vote.

        The pair continue to share their baton wounds. “Barenboim still says to me, ‘Look, Simon, I

        think I would have been a better person for them,’” Rattle confides.



        “And what do you reply?”



        “I say, ‘Daniel, I thought that then … I think it now.’”



        Berlin proved a brutal awakening for the music director. “At Claudio’s last concert, [his

        predecessor] Herbert von Karajan’s widow, Eliette, came over to speak to me, not entirely sober

        but very intense. She said: ‘Simon, good luck with this. Just be aware: the orchestra is great, but

        they killed my husband and they nearly killed Claudio. Be careful. Of your health, of your

        sanity.’”



        There was a hard core of resistance in the orchestra, some from reactionaries or from others who

        were just bloody-minded. How did he face them on a Monday morning? “You try lots of
        things,” Rattle says, shrugging. “Eye contact doesn’t always work. And it’s difficult to keep

        your confidence. I certainly struggled at some times. One of the older players said to me: ‘We

        had James Levine last week. He said good morning to me. How am I expected to play for a

        conductor who says good morning to me?’ Another old-timer said: ‘If we are to play Elgar, we

        might as well play — sniff — Mahler.’” The Birmingham can-do attitude was a thing of the
        past.




        The best parts were those nights when music took over. Rattle introduced Berlin to living
        composers — Ligeti, Gubaidulina and Widmann, Adès and Turnage. He’d look up to the right

        as he came on stage to see if Angela Merkel was in her seat. “She’d say, ‘In the middle of the
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