Am I the only one that finds similarities between the meandering structural logic of Sibelius and the long jam transitions between Dead songs? Most likely. 

Sachs' last writings before he succumbed to cancer are brief, beautiful and a gift for all of us.

Any books that begins with the following “The beet is the most intense of all vegetables. The radish, admittedly, is more feverish, but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire of discontent not of passion. Tomatoes are lusty enough, yet there runs through tomatoes an undercurrent of frivolity. Beets are deadly serious.” is going to be worth your time.