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Andrew Clements Disses Mahler's Fifth
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Originally posted by Alison View PostYes, the very one. A miracle of edge-of-seat excitement.
I retain a vivid memory of Tennstedt in a state of considerable nervous agitation, pacing up and down in his dressing room, the inevitable cigarette between his lips as I asked him to sign my programme. It reminded me of Alma's description of Mahler himself at the premiere of the 6th. How I wish I'd had my camera!"The sound is the handwriting of the conductor" - Bernard Haitink
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Originally posted by Petrushka View PostI was certainly on the edge of my seat! I have my ticket inside the CD booklet and see that I was on the Green side in Stalls seat H6.
I retain a vivid memory of Tennstedt in a state of considerable nervous agitation, pacing up and down in his dressing room, the inevitable cigarette between his lips as I asked him to sign my programme. It reminded me of Alma's description of Mahler himself at the premiere of the 6th. How I wish I'd had my camera!"...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..."
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Originally posted by Caliban View PostI got his autograph a couple of times, too - maybe that very evening. Once it was outside the artists' entrance at the back of the RFH, but the other time I was with some people and KT and Mrs T in the big lift down to the artists' entrance. I have no idea what I was doing in there. Anyway, on both occasions, as well as the fags, I recall a distinct whiff of schnapps..."The sound is the handwriting of the conductor" - Bernard Haitink
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Originally posted by Caliban View PostI got his autograph a couple of times, too - maybe that very evening. Once it was outside the artists' entrance at the back of the RFH, but the other time I was with some people and KT and Mrs T in the big lift down to the artists' entrance. I have no idea what I was doing in there. Anyway, on both occasions, as well as the fags, I recall a distinct whiff of schnapps...
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