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It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
Michael Berkeley's guest is the actor and writer Rupert Everett.
Quite a few laugh-out-loud lines and stories
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
(tho' his understanding of Vinteuil was questionable... .)
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My thoughts were with you at that pointโฆ
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
Will someone explain or shall I be forced to listen? (Chat 'n' music isn't a format I favour however entertaining )
It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
Will someone explain or shall I be forced to listen? (Chat 'n' music isn't a format I favour however entertaining )
Try ~58:45 in on Sounds, just before Beethoven's 9th. (I followed oddoneout's advice, but will listen properly later).
Phil Prowse used a piano version of the adagio as a theme for Vinteuil (... old, doddery...) - beyond that, you're on your own. (Like Manuel, I know nothing).
(Academic ref. here, p.73 "and the slightly surprising transformation of the composer Vinteuil into Beethoven"; or starting at p.70).
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I'd just finished listening to a disc early yesterday aftrenoon and , having a few minutes to spare switched on the Radio to see what was on , as I don't usually listen at that time. I was pleasantly surprised to hear the Adagio from the NInth Symphony. Surely they won't be playjng it all, I thought. Then it faded out in mid-phrase. Ah, this must be Radio 3 , I said.
I'd just finished listening to a disc early yesterday aftrenoon and , having a few minutes to spare switched on the Radio to see what was on , as I don't usually listen at that time. I was pleasantly surprised to hear the Adagio from the NInth Symphony. Surely they won't be playjng it all, I thought. Then it faded out in mid-phrase. Ah, this must be Radio 3 , I said.
To be fair it was Private Passions, and editing a piece to fit the time slot of the interview isn't unheard of. That I can live with. What there is no excuse for is the patchworking of the daytime schedules, where there are hours and hours ( nearly 12) available to play whole items and still include the extraneous garbage.
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