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:…
Marvelous job, Maestro, as always! Thank you for doing such a splendid, insightful and careful deep-dive into the art and craftsmanship that Tchaikovsky, after much effort, put into creating this work. There really is no greater portrayal of young love in music than his Romeo and Juliet, and your thoughtfulness demonstrates it so admirably.