I wrote this same essay almost 10 years ago (here), but time has passed and it’s due for an update. I can’t think of a better time to do that than on his birthday — March 3, 2010. Paul and I met, as I said in that first essay, online in iLink Writers in the [...]
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From all I know about Paul, I believe he might have posted this if he were able to do so. Soundscapes – by Ace Norton from IE HAGY on Vimeo. My most recent conversations with him indicate that he is doing as well as can be expected, but his stroke, coupled with his apparently approaching [...]
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[This afternoon at the Komische Oper zu Berlin, the American baritone Kevin Deas sang this captivating little song Aaron Copland adapted as one of his "Old American Songs", and when I got home I emailed him this addendum:] Dear Mr. Deas, as Berlin correspondent for www.MusicalAmerica.com I attended – and enjoyed – your concert this [...]
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I’d intended to write something quite different this time (in essence: about the almost innumerable subtly nuanced little psychological surprises and “gotchas!” directly connected with my recent naturalization as a German citizen), but into my lap this morning dropped this tasty tidbit of sexual esoterica – and who could possibly resist passing it on to [...]
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Two things during the past 24 hours have taken me on a backward stroll down my own personal German political Memory Lane. Last night a hard-hitting television documentary (from our classy tri-national German-language satellite network 3sat) took an exceptionally sharp look at the neuralgic issue of old Nazis in positions of power after the postwar establishment of [...]
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Excavated from June 4th (with me still struggling to whup this damned blog technology to the mat), this excerpt from my long-suffering, much put-upon father substitute Perry (a.k.a. St. Perry) Nelson: ” . . . I enjoyed reading these reminiscences of the times you spent with Rostropovich. Such an intimate portrait as emerges here provides [...]
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During my San Francisco years (1982-95), “Time” once began its report on an election there with this sentence: “San Francisco is a tree-house for adult delinquents.” I believe that story reported the November 1982 election that listed one candidate for the city’s Board of Supervisors as Sister Boom-Boom, with the explanatory addendum one line lower [...]
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{I’ve exhumed this from fifteen years ago, written in San Francisco three years before I returned to Berlin, revived here especially for Christine von Grafenstein, who wrote so kindly about my experience a week ago when two homicidal crows divebombed Maxe the Dauntless Dachshund and me.} November 6, 1992 Misha My Love From the very [...]
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Berlin’s mercury stands at 88 degrees (F.) for the second of three forecast days, so I’ll make this little Sunday supplement short and (I hope) sweet. The almost innumerable reasons this wonderful Berlin has long since become my all-time favorite city in the entire world (after leisurely samplings of such other inferior burgs as New [...]
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