Agustin Caban is a music critic that's retiring from the newspaper where he writes reviews about the local orchestra. His old boss convinces him to write a memoir of the musicians he has met and, consequently, slept with. Caban examines those whom he has had sexual trysts, both male and female, with and compares them to the instruments they have mastered.
The substance in this book is lacking. It seems that the author wished to write an erotic book and this was the best idea she could come up with to excuse her pornographic writing. It would be interesting to explore the commonalities between a person and the instruments they play but I was disappointed by the way it was done here. Caban is a married man, yet he's writing a book on his affairs? I'm sure his wife would enjoy that.
I think the only thing I can say is that this is written better than a standard erotica novel usually is.
First Line: "Saying good-bye to one's profession is like saying good-bye to sex, one clings to it, I cling to this brief piece of writing as if it were a woman's body, the last I will ever embrace in my life."