Johannes Brahms thought he was at the end. He was 58, convinced he was not only done with composing, but maybe even done with living. He put down his pen, got his affairs in order, said his goodbyes, and waited. But life sometimes does funny things just when you think you have it all figured out. Brahms met an amazing clarinetist, heard him play, and decided maybe there was some music left in him after all. Turns out, it was some of the most sublime music he ever wrote. We'll hear one of Brahms' autumnal works, his clarinet trio, from a concert at the Spoleto Festival.