Thanks Ms Watts!
I read the amazing article by Edward
Rothstein!
Thanks also to Mr. Rothstein for share his
testimony about Gould.
What emotion! What sense of deep
participation!
Gould seemed relive his last days
through the Mr. Rothstein memory.
Gould raise friendly from these words and
give us a sense of deep humanity.
For Glenn, this moment was an unaware
separation
to the life and, in the same time, for us,this memory is a legacy to remember. Touching Valeria Massari ----- Original Message ----- From: Mary Jo Watts <mwatts@RCI.RUTGERS.EDU> To: <F_MINOR@EMAIL.RUTGERS.EDU> Sent: Sunday, September 29, 2002 3:44 AM Subject: Rothstein article > Hi All-- > > David Pelletier mentioned an article about GG by Edward Rothstein in > today's New York Times and I wanted to include the URL: > http://www.nytimes.com/2002/09/28/arts/28CONN.html > > Be sure to look at it within the next week or so because I think you have > to pay after a certain amount of time to view the Times archives. > > I'd like to quote a passage from the piece, a piece which raises questions > about concepts such as awe, the mundane, even Sony's marketing buzz word, > "wonder"-- taken from Gould's idea about the nature of art, to produce a > state of wonder and serenity. I would be interested to hear f_minors > weigh-in on these concepts we think we have some general mutual > understanding of. Do we? And while all states of pleasure to some > degree-- is the purpose of art to create these atmospheres? Is this the > appeal of Gould's playing-- that it offers solice in certain ways. Is his > stress on structure soothing. What are your favorite recordings and do > they appeal to you because of these qualities? > > My favorite recording is the Brahms Intermezzi because at moments they > overflow with a rich sadness-- it's not throughout-- in fact it may be a > measure here and there that I listen carefully for. No grandure-- I can't > quite put words to it. > > > Anyway, Rothstein, URL above: > > "But the call [from Gould] was also unexpected because it was just before > the beginning of the Jewish Holy Day, Yom Kippur-- a day of solemnity and > self-scrutiny, the climax of a period known as the "Days of Awe" in which > the questions asked are ultimate ones, concerned with life's > unpredictability and human frailty. At any other time, who would not have > been grateful for such a call, punctuated as it was by expressions of > pleasure? Yet in the rush before sundown, the mundane concerns of ordinary > life would have to be put aside. I apologized. We had to cut our talk > short. What about Thursday? Perhaps then? And so we planned. > > But when Thursday came, Gould was in a coma, the victim of a massive > stroke that overcame him the day after we had talked-- two days after his > 50th birthday. And when Friday came, I was writing his obituary for The > Times." > > > |