The title of Fazil Say’s string quartet says it all: Divorce. His string quartet falls apart in three movements. From a pleasant evening, to a melancholic chill, to deep hatred and envy. Tchaikovsky’s Third String Quartet is also about loss; the loss of a dear friend. A funeral march is at the centre, but it continues rather cheerfully. Where Say ends at rock bottom, Tchaikovsky seems to be saying: life goes on, don’t grieve for too long.