Perhaps, just perhaps, boredom is the quintessential classical music question. If you stop to think of it: How can Beethoven be boring?
Perhaps, just perhaps, the point is that boring means you don't get it.
Get what?
Hmmm.
I am rereading short stories of Leonard Michaels, who claimed he knew nothing about music. But his stories, some of which are two sentences long, are fundamentally lyrical in a most contemporary yet totally classical way.
