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TT: Attention, please

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

In the interests of preserving my sanity, I’ve decided to stop blogging on Saturdays and Sundays. Most other artbloggers (as well as a good many warbloggers) stick to a weekday schedule, and I’ve decided to go with the flow. OGIC can do whatever she wants, but I myself will henceforth stand mute between Friday evening and Monday morning.


It goes without saying that you’ll still be able to visit “About Last Night” 24/7, and those of you in the habit of catching up with us on the weekends need not change your reading habits. Just don’t expect anything fresh!


As always, thanks for reading us and writing to us. We’re still having fun.

TT: Consumables

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

O.K., here’s the truth: I went to Washington, D.C., sans laptop, following the advice of a famous film cop and doing as little as possible. I didn’t see any plays and didn’t go to any concerts. (In fact, I didn’t listen to any music at all for four straight days, which may be a New World Record.) Instead, I had breakfast with Mr. Modern Art Notes and took in a bunch of paintings. Specifically:

• I finally, finally saw “Discovering Milton Avery” at the Phillips Collection. More later, but I found it fabulous. Check it out, soonest.

• I also went for the first time to the Freer Gallery, where I consumed a lot of Whistlers, none of which caused me to change my mind about the old boy’s work (elegant but etiolated), and began what I suspect will be a lengthy process of getting a solid grip on Asian art (which I like very much but about which I know as yet only slightly more than nothing)

• I spent most of Saturday visiting Monticello, which I’d never before seen. Again, more later, but I’ll say now that the house, fascinating though it was, didn’t exactly make me warm to Thomas Jefferson as a man….

• I went to bed early each night and read myself to sleep. Among the titles on my nightstand were Raymond Chandler’s The Long Goodbye (still his best book, though The Little Sister comes damned close), Meryle Secrest’s Frank Lloyd Wright
(which I hadn’t reread since I reviewed it in 1992), and Jack McLaughlin’s Jefferson and Monticello: The Biography of a Builder (a superior piece of scholarship, guaranteed 100% readable).

(Incidentally, I returned to find in my mailbox the bound galleys of the Library of America’s forthcoming three-volume set of Isaac Bashevis Singer’s short stories, about which you can expect to hear at regular intervals in the months ahead.)

• Now playing on iTunes: nothing. I’m headed for bed momentarily. The coming week doesn’t look too terribly oppressive, so brace yourself for bloggery–my right arm is tanned and I’m rested and ready.

TT: News of the book in review

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

Thanks to Sarah (who accompanied it with some greatly appreciated praise of her own), I returned from my Secure Undisclosed Location to find Victoria A. Brownworth’s review of A Terry Teachout Reader, published in yesterday’s Baltimore Sun:

Teachout’s engaging style and diversity of tastes means there is something for everyone in this book as he covers subjects from Elvis Presley to John Steinbeck (the newly adopted darling of the Oprah book club) to the end of vinyl to the horrific lynching of an African-American man in the town he grew up in. For those who enjoy criticism, this Reader is a book to savor, get angry with and reflect upon.


If Teachout has one consistent topic it is genius – great (Louis Armstrong), middling (Dawn Powell) and small (Randolph Scott) – and the majority of pieces collected here – essays, profiles, reviews – reflect that attraction. One charming trait of Teachout the cultural critic is he appears to genuinely want his readers to enjoy what he enjoys (those who read criticism know how rare that is in a critic) or at the very least understand why he so enjoys it….

Read the whole thing here.

TT: This looks like a job for Mr. TMFTML

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

Apropos of last week’s posting about whether Raymond Chandler and P.G. Wodehouse attended Dulwich College simultaneously, a reader writes:

Moments in greatness: suppose if Wodehouse had had to fag for Chandler? The parody almost writes itself.

You know who you are. You know what to do.

TT: Almanac

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

“I send you a criticism on my three volumes, which, I confess, gave me a great deal of pleasure; pray return it to me. I have not the smallest idea who wrote it; but it is evidently written (my own vanity apart) by a very sensible man, and a good writer. Whether I have done what he says I have done, and am what he says I am, I do not know; but he has justly stated what I always aimed at, and what I wished to be.”


Sydney Smith, letter to “Mrs. Grote,” July 16, 1839

OGIC: Fortune cookie

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

“Among Venice’s spells is one of peculiar potency: the power to awaken the philistine dozing in the sceptic’s breast. People of this kind–dry, prose people of superior intelligence–object to feeling what they are supposed to feel, in the presence of marvels. They wish to feel something else. The extreme of this position is to feel nothing. Such a case was Stendhal’s: Venice left him cold. He was there only a short time and departed with barely a comment to pursue an intrigue in Padua. Another lover of Italy, D. H. Lawrence (on one side of his nature, a debunker, a plain home-truth teller like Ruskin before him), put down his first reaction in a poem: ‘Abhorrent green, slippery city, Whose Doges were old and had ancient eyes….’ And Gibbon ‘was afforded some hours of astonishment and some days of disgust by the spectacle of Venice.'”


Mary McCarthy, Venice Observed

OGIC: Take it from the top

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

Favorite titles are streaming in from readers, in some cases with annotation:

No, But I Saw the Movie

Dewey Defeats Truman

Memories of the Ford Administration

Some Tame Gazelle

Hot Water

We Wish To Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed With Our Families
(attention-getting, of course, but also good because sadness and outrage and helplessness seem built right into the title…)

The Artificial Nigger (bracing, can’t not read it after that)

Bend Sinister (a mysteriously evocative title, with good Nabokovian euphony)

All’s Well That Ends Well

The Scarlet Letter

Dude, Where’s My Country?

Mystery Train
(so good, it’s been a song and book and movie title)

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

Operation Shylock

A Kiss to Build a Dream On


And, my new favorite: Let the Dog Drive. Just one question: is the emphasis on “Dog” or “Drive”?


Meanwhile, the originator of the question, Eve Tushnet, has risen to my challenge and named her top five titles:

I’m going to use the same core criterion I used for the “43 favorite movies” list: stickiness. These are five titles I will never be able to get out of my head–titles that shape the way I view the world.


5 EVERYTHING THAT RISES MUST CONVERGE

4 GONE WITH THE WIND

3 THE SAILOR WHO FELL FROM GRACE WITH THE SEA

2 THE OCTOBER PEOPLE

1 A WINTER’S TALE

As someone who has always been terrible with titles, I feel it’s only fair to give terrible titles a nod here, too. They’re rarer than you might suppose. The vast majority of book titles are just lukewarm water, serviceable and forgettable. To attain true offensiveness, they almost have to get cute on you, as with my sole (for now) nominee, the true book Castration: An Abbreviated History of Manhood, by Gary Taylor. If I were him, I’d blame the publisher.

OGIC: Because, you see, I have this friend

May 10, 2004 by Terry Teachout

In the Financial Times, Simon Kuper writes about his weekly soccer game and its weekly aftermath:

For 90 minutes I lumber around kicking people and shouting, at the end of which we have usually lost.


Then I spend the whole week thinking about it. Myself and some of the people close to me are currently going through big things–marriage, divorce, cancer, memory loss–but often, while someone is going on to me about one of the aforesaid, I find myself thinking: “Was my pass bad, or was it Carlos’s fault for not coming towards the ball?”

If someone who unduly obsesses over their own athletic performance like this is a goof–

Wodehouse even has a word for my condition. He calls it being a “goof.” “‘A Goof’ . . . One of those unfortunate beings who have allowed the noblest of sports to cut into their souls, like some malignant growth. The goof, you have to understand, is not like you and me. He broods. He becomes morbid. His goofery unfits him for the battles of life.”

–what do you call someone who unduly obsesses over the athletic performance of complete strangers?


And, more to the point, do I really want to know?


(Link via Crooked Timber.)

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Terry Teachout, who writes this blog, is the drama critic of The Wall Street Journal and the critic-at-large of Commentary. In addition to his Wall Street Journal drama column and his monthly essays … [Read More...]

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About “About Last Night”

This is a blog about the arts in New York City and the rest of America, written by Terry Teachout. Terry is a critic, biographer, playwright, director, librettist, recovering musician, and inveterate blogger. In addition to theater, he writes here and elsewhere about all of the other arts--books, … [Read More...]

About My Plays and Opera Libretti

Billy and Me, my second play, received its world premiere on December 8, 2017, at Palm Beach Dramaworks in West Palm Beach, Fla. Satchmo at the Waldorf, my first play, closed off Broadway at the Westside Theatre on June 29, 2014, after 18 previews and 136 performances. That production was directed … [Read More...]

About My Podcast

Peter Marks, Elisabeth Vincentelli, and I are the panelists on “Three on the Aisle,” a bimonthly podcast from New York about theater in America. … [Read More...]

About My Books

My latest book is Duke: A Life of Duke Ellington, published in 2013 by Gotham Books in the U.S. and the Robson Press in England and now available in paperback. I have also written biographies of Louis Armstrong, George Balanchine, and H.L. Mencken, as well as a volume of my collected essays called A … [Read More...]

The Long Goodbye

To read all three installments of "The Long Goodbye," a multi-part posting about the experience of watching a parent die, go here. … [Read More...]

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