One night in 1938, a young Colin Davis elbowed his way into the living room of the modest terraced home that he shared with his mother, father, and six siblings, and placed a record on the turntable of the family’s battered wind-up gramophone. Turning up the volume, and ignoring the scratchy sound quality, he quickly became lost in ‘the power, the tenderness, the beauty [and] the ferocity’ of the opening passages of Beethoven’s Eighth Symphony. ‘It was a revelation,’ Davis recalled years later. ‘I had never heard so much energy concentrated into half an hour.’ From that day onwards, the 11-year-old schoolboy had a single aim in life. ‘I wanted to be a musician and I wanted to be a conductor,’ he said, jokingly describing it as ‘the most irrational decision that I have ever made’. So began a journey of extraordinary endeavour which finally came to an end last Sunday, after bringing Davis international acclaim, along with two Grammy Awards and a knighthood. Sir Colin died on April 14, a