"The myth of the Great Conductor evokes in our (sub)consciousness a vague image of a white cisgendered boss, the image of a beautifully waving, domineering and artistic Narcissist. The titan of the console, according to Stravinsky's snide remark.
There was no such glamorous pathos in Vedernikov at all. He was certainly a professional of the highest standard. With him, I felt like I was behind a stone wall. And, of course, I was amazed by his exceptional kindness – a quality that distinguished him from many of his guild fellows."