It's been going on like for going on a decade. Obviously in our go round about Heifetz yesterday I was the one familiar enough with his style to know there were critics who noted that his extremely polished style, which is what Virgil Thomson's only real critique of his style was, what he compared to luxury goods, was in service to fidelity to the score. Stupy was the one stupid enough to introduce that issue into the brawl, not knowing enough about music to understand he'd just knocked the legs out from under his dunce stool. I knew it as soon as the ass posted the comment. It's not for nothing I've been a musician all my life, though the pay might make you think that's what it was for.
Stupid, crackpotted and unearned self-congratulatory is no way to go through life, Sparkles.😀
ReplyDeleteI'd started a piece yesterday saying that just when I swear off using the word "irony" then someone comes along and forces me to note how much of it is produced.
DeleteYou proved what an idiot you were, yesterday, Simps (though I sent the comment showing what a vulgar asshole you are out of respect for a great artist) you don't have to keep proving that, along with the substance of my first post of the day.
Oh, by the way, I don't congratulate myself on knowing what I'm talking about. When I went to public school up here in the wilds of Maine, we were expected to know that as the entry level of integrity. I guess at your progressive school in Teaneck it was considered a rare accomplishment. What's the difference between Teaneck and redneck? A lot less than what I'd once have thought, though the redneck isn't as likely to be a snob about it.
DeleteSays the foremost hick snob on the East Coast.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I notice you haven’t denied being a crackpot.😀
This hick kicked your ass.
DeleteWhy should I refute what's so obviously not true? Especially when it's said by someone who so obviously has got nuttin'.
More unearned self-congratulation. I’d have it looked at, Sparkles.
ReplyDeleteAgain, Stupy, back at my rural elementary school we were supposed to learn what the words we read meant as well as how to sound them out.
DeleteI've got no principled objection to keep kicking your ass around, you don't seem to mind it, but it is boring after a while.
So, Stupy, when are you going to call Jascha a "stupid head" because he was a stickler for taking the written intention of composers as important. You're the one who said I was an idiot for advocating that. Or is it only gentiles who are idiots when they do it. I'd like you to clear that point up, Stupy, because it doesn't cohere. I don't think you could if you covered yourself with superglue.
I’ll take your views on any subject seriously when you learn how to write.
ReplyDeleteWhy won't you come clean, Stupy, and say that Jascha Heifetz was an, to quote you, "idiot" because he didn't believe in taking liberties with the score. Or it is just that you figure it's OK for people who you can pretend have an ethnicity in common with you. You are a vulgar chauvinist of the stupidest and most ignorant kind. I would never accuse Heifetz of that.
DeleteThe day start taking what I say seriously is the day I know a. I've devolved into Eschatonian superficiality and stupidity and b. you're lying because you need to have some intelligence to take something seriously.
You're such a putz. Here's the deal, Sparkles. I have no problem with performance practice involving fidelity to the score as written. I have a problem with a moron like you who believes that's the only way it should be done. Also, I knew Jascha Heiftez. Jascha Heifetz was a friend of mine. You're no Jascha Heiftetz.
ReplyDeleteNo, I figure that anybody who claims, as you do, that the only way to play any piece of music is with slavish fidelity to the score as written, is a fucking idiot.
Deletesteve simelsAugust 16, 2018 at 3:44 PM
Mr. Heifetz zealously pursued the ideal of musical truth, of scrupulous fidelity to the letter of the score. Any deviation was to him artistic dishonesty.
John von Rhein: Chicago Tribune December 12, 1987
Let me guess, you Jascha and Sherlock Holmes used to go visit your mutual friend The Baron von Münchhausen.
I'd never want to be Jascha, if I wanted to play fiddle I would have. Though I'd love to have his technique and memory (not to mention his career success) if I did, I doubt I'd play like he did. I'd much rather have been Adolph Busch, for one thing he got to play with his son-in-law, Rudoph Serkin so much. Though I think I'd have liked to be so many others even more. I'd have wanted to play more 20th century repertoire. Bartok, Schoenberg, etc.
" I'd much rather have been Adolph Busch"
ReplyDeleteYou wouldn't have been good enough to be Anheuser-Busch.
Doesn't hold a candle to . . . hoser is a hoser is a hoser . . .
DeleteMore un-earned self-congratulation. Seek help.
ReplyDeleteA. "un-earned"? I'm the one who came up with the title to this post, Stupy, we don't all copy everything.
DeleteB. You're not good enough that besting you is an occasion for self-congratulation. In my experience that's pretty routine if not a virtual inevitability.
I just showed my brother this, he thinks you're looking for lines to copy.
DeleteYour brother is the one with the alcohol problem, right?
ReplyDeleteNot this one. He's almost as mean as I am.
DeleteMean? Sorry, Sparkles, you couldn't threaten my pet poodle convincingly.
DeleteI wouldn't threaten any dog so unfortunate as to fall into your hands, I'd rescue it.
DeleteHey, Skepsy and Freki are too chicken to come back here and you're a marshmallow even by that standard of soft targets.
More in-earned self-congratulation. Kudos.
ReplyDelete"In-earned" you'll have to excuse the pause, I was looking it up in case you'd stumbled on a real word.
DeleteIdentify what the "self-congratulation" in that comment was. I think your antisemitism Tourettes has devolved into "self-congratulation" Tourettes. Or maybe I should call it "in-earned self-congratulation Tourettes".
Oh, and you're the guy who pats himself on the back so often that your left shoulder is worn away.
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