Didn't finish this and probably won't. My crush on Oliver Sacks (after just reading "The Man Who Mistook His Wife..." and loving it) appears to be short-lived. It is interesting how criticism of Sacks' books seems to a interesting microcosm of criticism itself. People so often interpret things 'oppositely'. For example, I found his writing to be informal (in "The Man Who Mistook His Wife...") and I thought this was a strength of that book. Others found his writing too be technical and found that to be a major weakness of that book. Some find Sacks to be a compassionate writer and others find him to be insensitive. Now I am struggling with this book ("Musicophilia") and I find it to be often too technical and lacking in compassion. Part of "the problem" might be this: When I am NOT enjoying something then all weaknesses get amplified AND when I am enjoying it these same weaknesses are 'glossed over'. And maybe I am just a little crazy myself.
But summarizing things, I found the stories in "The Man Who Mistook His Wife ..." to be much more interesting than these stories. Perhaps if I had kept going with this book, my enjoyment of the book would have increased.
It might have helped me out a bit if any of the musical references (in the part of the book that I read) were a little bit more current. Was there any reference (in this book) to music that isn't at least a couple of hundred years old? Doesn't Sack see any patients that listen to 'modern music'? Even a reference to the Beatles (which still would be stodgy to some) would make this book more relevant.