One
of the most fascinating literary documents of 20th century music has to be the
alleged memoirs of Dimitri Shostakovich, known as Testimony in English translation.
The book has inspired intense debate since its publication in 1979 (when the USSR remained firmly in
existence) with a reputation that has waxed and waned ever since. The story is
simple: Solomon Volkov, then a young musicologist in Leningrad , befriended the great
composer Dimitri Shostakovich. Over
period of time they became more intimately acquainted, and according to
Volkov, Shostakovich began reluctantly revealing details of his private life
and thoughts. Volkov recorded these in succeeding interviews, until Shostakovich
became more loquacious, eventually writing out long passages himself. Volkov
smuggled the manuscript out of the USSR with the promise not to
publish them until after the composer’s death. Shostakovich died in 1976, and
Volkov found eager interest in the West for the uncensored memoirs of a
much-loved and much-persecuted Soviet composer.
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Saturday, July 2, 2016
Doodling On Your Drafts
A
book is a precious object. Though mass-produced, each one is unique, with its
own slight imperfections, all the more so if purchased used. What book lover
hasn’t delighted in the unique smell of a book: the deep, husky smell of a used
book, or the sharp, bright smell of a book straight off the press? Furthermore,
books can be easily personalized by the reader: his or her name can be
inscribed at the front, pages can be dog-eared or marked up, or they can become
notepads, recording forgotten phone numbers and irrelevant doodles. They can be
given to friends or passed down through the generations. To place books in a
bookshelf is no different than placing original artwork in a frame. It’s meant
to be admired and observed as well as read. Books are objects and adornments;
they are some of the most original works of art.
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