Memories of New York
One day in 1954, as I gazed at the 12-inch black-and-white screen of our Philco “television set,” there appeared a picture of the Manhattan skyline. I said to my mother:…
One day in 1954, as I gazed at the 12-inch black-and-white screen of our Philco “television set,” there appeared a picture of the Manhattan skyline. I said to my mother:…
I was delighted to hear George Marriner Maull’s “Inside Music” when he discussed how to listen to and enjoy Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, the 4th movement. To have the words of the choral Ode to Joy translated and explained (word for word) was enlightening and inspiring as well. And to learn all the intricacies of the music itself was fascinating.