Dear Mr Ives
You composed music to be performed from mountain peaks for audiences in the valley between.
You messed with our sense of tonality, harmonic direction and temporal structure.
You created more questions than answers, in the style of a truly great thinker.
Your “Unanswered Question” remains one of the great western musical imponderables.
I dedicate this small foolish greeting to you and hope you are enjoying your birthday, somewhere suitably interesting.