December 17, 1969
The N. C. Essay
Page 4
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performance of a great Sdhumann Cham
ber work.
The work is futt of altus'lons -to
Beethoven’s quartet Opus 127, and the
initial theme of his Quartet Op. 59,
No. 3. Whether or not these aspects
of homage were conscious, they a:re
skillfully worked out in Schumann
style, and Opus 47 is a characteristic
product.
The first movement was fluently
handled by the group, the timing was
magnificent. The mischievious scher
zo has the cello doubling in a bad
register with the piano. This is a
typical problem of Schumann's chamber
works. He is often careless in the
instrumental doubling or registers
which add problems for the performers.
The quartet was aware of these prob-
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lems and made the best of them. The
slow movement. Andante cantabile, was
one of the most winning moments of
the whole program. Mr. Ward's gor
geous cello sound was especially
beautiful in his first opening solo
and later return, matched by the
other strings well. The finale vi
vace, a fugue opens in the viola,
which didn't project as well as the
other strings, probably a character
istic of the instrument inherent in
Schumann's scoring. The quartet
brought the movement to an exciting
climax of fury. It is disappointing
that fine performances like this are
not supported by more of the musi
cian's colleagues. Bravo to Mr.
Marc Gottlieb and his fine chamber
group performances.
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admire your white hair so much. It
makes you look so distinguished.
Bring me a can of white streaks and
tips. Grazie.
Johnny Eule
Dear Santa,
I like you, but I’m having
trouble believing in you. I need
some new faith in Christmas, I guess.
Please bring me some faith.
Little Dex Benedict
Dear Fatso,
You are fat and you are ugly.
And your reindeer smell bad. If I
was Santa, I'd be fantastic. I’m
just as good as you anyday.
Pete Stambler
Dear Santa,
I am trying to be good, but
it's not easy. Two of the school's
bullies beat me up today. I'm so
mad at 'em. One day I'll get even
with Job and Duncan.
Your pal,
Bobby Lindgren
Dear Santa,
Please bring me a chemistry
set and some geology books. Also,
a telescope and an air rifle. I am
going to be a soldier of fortune
when I grow up.
Sincerely,
Collie Walker
P.S. No Betty Crocker ovens for me
this year, please!
Dear Santa,
Please bring me a nice, great
big, shiny, sharp two-handed axe!
Then stand back, you slob!
Bev Walters
Dear fun-person Claus,
Please bring me some high heel
black boots, and pairs of tight
fitting pants (also a book of French
dancing terms.) I saw the premiere
of a dance performance today by a
lady named Isadora Duncan. I like
her name and I'm going to be a dancer.
Little Herman Noble
Dear Santa,
I watch Superman on television
a lot. I especially like Perry White.
Please bring me a big, beautiful
newspaper office with thousands of
people I can order around. Thank you!
Signed-
Tony Fragola
D. Wood
MUSIC
PLAYING ■
IN MY HEAD
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despair for the past, sensitive
reconciliation for the present, and
hopeful determination for the future
It is a quiet and lonely love song,
a voice out of the wilderness; "I
don't like walking in the rain/so
please don't call me back again." j
The words don't say as much as they
mean; like Dylan, Burns' writing is
felt more than readily understood.
Only occasionally a great song
comes along. Lady Rain Again is
that.
If you should see this LP in
a record store, do yourself a favor
and buy it. It's ESP disc 1089.
Randy Burns has made one of the
clearest, freshest statements rock-
folk has heard in a long time. It
would make a perfect Christmas
present; I wish I could give you
each a copy.
THE VIBV FROM HERE
I've been putting words into
this paper for four months now. I
hope that my expressions have been
honest and that you have found mean
ing in some things I've said. I
hope we're friends now.
Simply, I want to wish you all
a very happy Christmas season. I
hope it is a time filled with joys
and few hang-ups. Primarily, I
hope that we, as a body of people,
can share something in these days.
There is a feeling about this
season. Aside from all the tinsel
and the hypes, there's a very basic
sense of good will and peace that is
brought out in each of us. Maybe
it's silly and sentimental, but I
sure like the way it feels. I like
to see people smiling because it
makes the world a little better. I
like to see people thinking about
other people. I like to see peo
ple giving and caring. It's really
all so easy and so important in this
confused world today. That's what
the spirit of Christmas is all about,
not the superficial balony we have
to go through all the other days of
our lives.
For a Christmas wish to you,
I'd like to borrow from Robin
Williamson and Michael Heron (the
Incredible String Band). I don't
think they'd mind.
"May the long time
sun shine
upon you all love
surround you
and the pure light
within you
guide your way on."
Peace.
Mike Ferguson