Hi everybody
Just in case anyone is still interested in the topic of Nabokov and music, he has a story with just that title, “Music” (1932). The hero resembles Nabokov in his acute visual and sensual imagination. For example, an ex-wife whose memory won’t fade was apparently velvet-soft all over: “One longed to gather her up the way one could gather up a foal and its folded legs.”
However the hero has no ear:“[M]usic he did not know – and all he knew was a dozen conventional tunes – could be likened to the patter of a conversation in a strange tongue ...”)
Two comments. First, do not attempt to gather up a cute little velvety foal unless you want to be badly injured by its cute but incredibly strong little velvety legs.
Second, if the hero is at least somewhat a Nabokovian self-portrait, then perhaps one of the conventional tunes is the Gershwin song adduced by a hopeful poster earlier.
There is a very good and admirably brief analysis of the story at http://www.mantex.co.uk/2009/09/26/music/
All the best
don