The Fredösphere

I found this video via Musica Transatlantica.  As soon as it started, I says to myself, "I know that place!  It's the University of Friggin' Michigan School of Friggin' Music!"  (I knew it about two seconds into it.  Those yellow bricks gave it away.)  A quick glance at the url confirmed it.  I'm proud to play a part in spreading this video-bourne meme.  My favorite part is the bust of Beethoven among the unquenchable flames of Gehenna.  I'm still trying to figure out the microwave oven. Helen Radice admits with extreme reluctance that she dislikes Brahms:

Obviously Brahms is a great composer, and I am loath to fall prey to that sort of unseeing arrogance that says things like "King Lear's quite a good play", so I do listen to him in the hope I will finally get it.  There is something neurotic in his endless development and variation, and an overwhelming sense of personal misery or disquiet.  I have nothing against sad music - on the contrary, it's terribly important - but in Brahms I find little hope or resolution.  Even the waltzes are nervous.  It does my head in.

Helen, some would respond that it "says more about you than it says about Brahms."  Yes, exactly, and what it says about you is that you've got at least half a brain and you've got your own individually developed taste and you're not afraid to be different.  Now, if you took the next step and concluded that the rest of the world must be crazy, you would have a problem.  Until then, let us know what you don't like.  If you have your reasons, let's hear those too. Anyway, it's not as thought disliking Brahms is all that extreme.  It's not like you profaned the name of Mozart or something.