He is loved, respected, and admired by colleagues, students, and others in the field. If a person is studying ethnomusicology—anywhere in the world—they will know who he is. For his 85th birthday, a party was thrown in his honor and included family, friends, and former students colleagues, etc., many of whom traveled great distances to be there. He was presented with a book of essays about ethnomusicology in his honor. It was published this year by Rowman & Littlefield. This is the cover:
My mother's artwork appears on the cover—a beautifully striking collage of an abstract cityscape. The title of the book is This Thing Called Music: Essays in Honor of Bruno Nettl, and the editors are Victoria Lindsay Levine and Philip V. Bohlman, both former students and close friends of my dad.
The dedication reads:
For Bruno Nettl
teacher, colleague, friend
on the occasion of his eighty-fifth birthday
My dad asked if I would do one of my daily hand lettered phrases using the title of this book as the phrase, so here it is. For you, Dad!