The summer's gone and all the roses dying

The beginning of autumn can be a wistful, melancholy time in these latitudes; the year's first step on the dreary road to cold and darkness. So, in a spirit of resolute good cheer, here's a more stirring and upbeat interpretation of the season, courtesy of Alexander Konstantinovich Glazunov:


I notice that one of the commentators on YouTube thinks that this music was used in the film of The Right Stuff, Tom Wolfe's hymn to supersonic jets, space rockets and all things fast and dangerous. It wasn't (although if you listen to the film score, about three minutes in, you can hear the similarities). To my ears, the climax of the film score sounds as if it was nicked from Tchaikovsky's violin concerto (listen to this at about 6' 14" to see what I mean).