Sunday, September 23, 2018

Lewis Thomas' Macabre Poem "ALLEN STREET"

The point of this blog is to give you entry to Lewis Thomas's grim/funny poem about the autopsy service, written when he was in Harvard Med School in the 1930s.   First some background.

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When I was in my college and early med school years, physician-scientist Lewis Thomas was publishing a series of books of essays on medicine and the biological sciences.

Thomas (1913-1993) was a 1937 graduate of Harvard Medical School  who rose to be Dean of both NYU and Yale medical schools and President of Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center.  (See his Wiki here).  His books included Lives of a Cell (1974), Medusa and the Snail (1979), and The Youngest Science: Notes of a Medicine-Watcher (autobiographical; 1983).

Youngest Science notes on page 5 that in 1935, he got on the HMS yearbook staff because he'd written a poem about the autopsy service at MGH, called "Allen Street."  Although it's not footnoted in the text, the full poem can be found in the Appendix (pp. 249-253).

Hoping it's within the limits of critical quotation, I've put a PDF of the full poem in the cloud here.

Sample: Allen Street, Canto III


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The poem is mentioned and quoted on Page 24 of the book on the history of the MGH pathology department; PDF online here.

Many of Thomas's books are available on Amazon Kindle.

Page 5 of Lewis's book (can be seen in my short cloud PDF cited just above the poem) mentions classmate Albert Coons, who became a noted pathologist.  

Lewis Thomas, the medical scientist, not to be confused with Lowell Thomas, the 20th-century journalist.

Saturday, September 22, 2018

From Indiana to Romania: Encounters with Bach's Partita No. 1, Part VI

In the April 8, 2013, issue of New Yorker, there was an essay by Jeremy Denk, a professional classical pianist, talking about his life in music.

One section of his essay led to an adventure for me.   This was the section where Denk describes a concert he heard during his senior year at Oberlin, by Hungarian pianist Gyorgy Sebok who was visiting from Indiana University that night.  

Sebok's encore was an "evanescent" rendition of the last movement or the Gigue (jig) of Bach's Partita No. 1.  This is a two-minute baroque showpiece where one hand darts over the other, back and forth, over and over, and complex harmonies unwrap themselves up and down the keyboard.  At the bottom of this essay,  I have included a quote at length from Denk's essay on the Partita Gigue.   (See also a 2022 interview with Denk where he recounts the Gigue story, here.)

Intrigued, I looked up the Partita No. 1, Gigue, on Youtube.  There are countless renditions by pianists prominent and obscure.  For a view of the handwork, here.   For Glenn Gould's too-rapid recording, here

Comparing different versions, I ran across one that was magically haunting by someone I'd never heard of, Dinu Lipatti. >>>That track of "Gigue" is:  Here 

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Dinu Lipatti - From YouTube Glimpse to Biography

Do find the Dinu Lipatti Gigue as unforgettable as I do?  Knowing nothing but this minute-long music clip, I was able to find out more.  

Lipatti was a Romanian pianist whose rising career in the 1930s as a teen prodigy was cut off by the chaos of World War II.   Lipatti ended up living in Geneva and teaching piano lessons into the 1940s.  Immensely talented and recovering his concert career, he gave a now-famous concert in Besancon, France, in September 1950, at its music festival.  (Besancon is not far from Geneva). 

Tragically, Lipatti was very ill with Hodgkin's disease, and died only 3 months later.  That night in Besancon, he was so weak that he was unable to finish the last piece on his concert program.  But the French radio ministry's recording of The Besancon Concert became a musical legend.

For more on Lipatti,
  • Wikipedia here.
  • Dedicated website here.
  • On the Besancon recording here.
  • A review in The Guardian here.

Lipatti and Glenn Gould

Lipatti performed Bach on piano.   I have read the story that at some point in the 1950s, someone dropped off a Lipatti album for a Columbia records executive in New York. The executive exclaimed, "We've got to contract this guy!"   Too bad - Lipatti had died.   Then someone said, "Hey, I've heard there's some guy, what's his name, young guy in Canada, also plays Bach on Piano."  And that was Glenn Gould.


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Postscript

Denk's New Yorker Article (here)

Extract on hearing the author's hearing Sobek's version of Partita
      One night in my senior year, I went to hear the Hungarian pianist György Sebők, who was visiting from Indiana University, where he taught. He was then in his late sixties—short and squat, almost triangular, and epically bald down the middle of his head. After a serious, hefty program, he offered an evanescent encore, the Gigue (or Jig) from Bach’s first Partita. The witty premise of the piece is hand-crossings: the right hand burbles away in the middle of the keyboard, filling in the harmony, while the left darts over and under it, picking out scraps of melody and bass line. Toward the end, Bach arrives emphatically on the bass note F. He is, in music-theory terms, just one step away from the home key—the imminent end of the piece is implied—but, instead of wrapping things up, he doubles the pace of hand-crossing and tightens the frame, so that the hands seem to whirl around each other. A clever paradox: though the piece is frozen in place, it seems to be moving faster than ever. As the hands whirl, the notes descend, and Bach visits every daring harmony he can, while sitting in the driveway mere moments from harmonic home. At last, in a flash, the piece resolves, and the left hand leaps up several octaves, like a slingshot or a skipping stone. 
   While performing this devilish sleight of hand, Sebők appeared angelic and unperturbed. The words “musical” and “unmusical” did not apply. It was as if the concepts behind the notes, playful and profound, had come alive. As he revealed each audacious but logical chord change, I experienced both shock and comprehension—surprise at something that made perfect sense. I can still see the last notes, his left arm gracefully crossing over his right, describing an arc to the final B-flat, his face conceding a small shadow of a smile. That moment felt like music escaping from the boring necessity of sound.
   It determined the next five years of my life.
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Lipatti is buried in a small cemetery in Geneva.  1917-1950, age 33.


Films about Glenn Gould

I mentioned the anecdote, that Glenn Gould was supposedly discovered when a Columbia recording executive was looking for "the next Dinu Lipatti."   

Although Gould seems part of our era and Dinu Lipatti part of the 1930s, Gould lived only about 30 years after Lipatti's death.  Gould lived 1933-1983, dying of a stroke just after his 50th birthday.  There are two very different but very good films about Gould.   32 Short Films About Glenn Gould is one of the most creative documents ever, in my book, and one of my favorite films.  1993.  It's 32 short films (2-3 minutes), some talking heads, some Gould footage, some just music, bringing us a wonderful perspective on Gould's life.  It's 93 minutes; rents on Amazon; you might find an uploaded copy on Youtube.   The other, from 2009, is Genius Within: The Inner Life of Glenn Gould.  It's a more traditional documentary and includes a lot of footage of Gould himself, views of people who worked with him, and a fair bit about his relationships with women (one woman moved to Toronto to spend four years with him or near him).   It streams on some less-common sites like Kanopy, and can be rented for $3 from YouTube but not Amazon or iTunes.  You might also find an uploaded copy on YouTube. It's very good, but to me seemed far longer than 32 Short Films (it's 1h53m).  Different as they are, both films leave the viewer with a strong and memorable impression of Gould's life and work.

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See a 1950s version of Gigue by Liberace at minute 16 here:


Sunday, September 9, 2018

Joe Queenan's 1994 Essay, OMNIA CALIFORNIA

I remember when this came out new in 1994 and I've enjoyed it many times since.  Joe Queenan on the three parts of California.  Click google drive for pdf.  

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1e2wTL1DJoCJ0gsntGpq-M1FFYy1Ak30q/view?usp=sharing



I don't think 25  years have changed it much, although there are some interesting things now going on in the Tenderloin.

Short URL:

tinyurl.com/OmniaCalifornia