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[Several fans of Richter - does my personal involvement distort my own impression that the music world, especially music-lovers, have meanwhile come around to regarding him as the preëminent pianist of his time? - have for years urged me to make generally available again the story of his reunion with his mother the summer of [...]

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With me, for example - and the rest of us blogniks.
I’ve previously mentioned Ol’ Eagle-Eye Perry Nelson here, my Knoxville, Tennessee blogfather who virtually whupped me into opening this rumpus room.  I’ve known Perry for years as a virtually infallible fountain of wisdom when it comes to what my fellow Germans call Informatik - or, [...]

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For not years but decades I’ve intended to research the transformation into this famous pianist-teacher from li’l ol’ Lucie Hickenlooper, born in li’l ol’ San Antone Texas, and my recent stroll down Memory Lane in tribute to her Juilliard pupil William Kapell has finally, finally goosed me into doing it. 
In 1958, Time-Life International sent me [...]

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[For some time now, I've had a short book of very personal memoirs about the great Russian pianist Sviatoslav Richter on my mind, and my blogfather Perry Nelson, the sage and techno-wizard of Knoxville, Tennessee, has done his best to pound it into my head that I'd do the really hip thing if I'd get [...]

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Friends of mine have had a tough time with my recent naturalization as a full-fledged (albeit Texas-born) citizen of the Bundesrepublik Deutschland - the Federal Republic of Germany, the emphatically democratic successor of the Nazis’ ineffably hideous self-proclaimed “Thousand-Year Reich” - which in fact ceased to exist after only twelve, wiped out of existence by [...]

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Mention the little un-iced pastry known in France as une madeleine and anyone familiar with literature thinks immediately of Marcel Proust, whom the sight and taste of a madeleine dipped in tea launched on a protracted stroll down his own Memory Lane that gave the world the great multi-volume autobiographical novel for which he borrowed [...]

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In einem ungewöhnlich langen Interview mit dem Berliner Tagesspiegel schiesst Cecilia Bartoli wirklich los:
” . . . Ich habe eine enge Bindung zu dem [Opernhaus in Rom], wegen meiner Eltern und weil ich hier als Achtjährige den Hirten in Puccinis Tosca gesungen habe.  Aber um die römische Oper zu retten, reicht eine Person nicht aus, [...]

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During my years as a gung-ho Parisian Left-Banker (1949-51) - complete with full beard, beret basque, British Army surplus duffel-coat, and a grungy little walk-up hotel room that cost me $1 a night at those days’ black-market rate (and where, the New York girl who’d preceded me to Paris and got me installed there assured [...]

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“We are discussing the possibility of several millions.”  At least in this account the young Berlin lawyer Ariane Bluttner doesn’t specify Germany’s official Euro currency, as a member of the European Union, but at the prevailing fluctuating rate that would mean substantially more than even several million mere U.S. dollars.
Bluttner, a comparative legal neophyte with [...]

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If anyone reading this still thinks riches mean happiness, just consider the fate of the great (in more senses than one) operatic tenor Luciano Pavarotti, who died last week, and think again.  He left an estate estimated in the neighborhood of half a billion (repeat: Billion) dollars - i.e., $500,000,000 - and an interview published [...]

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