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Broken hearts in a Texas town

June 30, 2017 by Terry Teachout

In today’s Wall Street Journal I write about New York revivals of Horton Foote’s The Traveling Lady and Scott McPherson’s Marvin’s Room. Here’s an excerpt.

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“The Traveling Lady,” among the most tenderly poignant of the soft-spoken studies of small-town life in which Horton Foote specialized, has had its ups and downs—mostly the latter. It ran for just three weeks on Broadway in 1954. Three years later, Kim Stanley, the star of that ill-fated production, repeated her much-admired performance on TV’s “Studio One,” and in 1965 the play, retitled “Baby the Rain Must Fall,” was unsuccessfully filmed, this time as a vehicle for Steve McQueen. But by then Mr. Foote’s once-promising career was in eclipse, and it wasn’t until years later that he was generally recognized as one of America’s most important playwrights. Now the original stage version of “The Traveling Lady,” judiciously tightened by Mr. Foote from three acts to one for a 2004 revival, is being performed off Broadway in a production directed by Austin Pendleton, who has a knack for making smart things happen in small theaters. He’s done it again: I feel certain that Mr. Foote himself would have delighted in the perfect stylistic unanimity of this lovely revival.

In all its iterations, “The Traveling Lady” tells the story of Georgette (Jean Lichty), who comes to Harrison, the tiny Texas town that was the center of Mr. Foote’s semi-fictional universe, to await the imminent release from prison of Henry (P J Sosko), her ne’er-do-well alcoholic husband, an aspiring country singer who can’t manage to stay out of trouble. What follows is a tightly snarled web of hope and disappointment…

As always, Mr. Pendleton has staged “The Traveling Lady” with a gentle understatement that draws you in before you know it, and his actors exude a feeling of community so strong as to create the impression that they’ve known one another for years, maybe decades….

Scott McPherson’s “Marvin’s Room,” which ran off Broadway in 1991 and was filmed five years later, has made it to Broadway at last. I’m surprised it took so long, since it’s the kind of play that typically goes over big there, a kitchen-sink-and-hospital-room cancer comedy in which all of the characters say cleverish things most of the time. The characters in question include Bessie (Lili Taylor), a dutiful daughter who comes down with leukemia after spending 20 years caring for her (unseen) senile father; Lee (Janeane Garofalo), Bessie’s not-so-dutiful sister, who flew the family coop as fast as she could but now finds herself saddled with a teenage son (Jack DiFalco) who set fire to her house and is now in a mental institution, and…but you get the idea, right? Lots of laughs, lots of jerked tears, very little reality….

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Read the whole thing here.

Austin Pendleton talks about his off-Broadway revival of Horton Foote’s The Traveling Lady:

The 1957 Studio One TV version of The Traveling Lady, adapted by Foote, directed by Robert Mulligan, and starring Kim Stanley, Steven Hill, Robert Loggia, and Mildred Dunnock. This performance was originally telecast live by CBS on April 22, 1957:

Replay: Fred Astaire dances to “Mellow Yellow”

June 30, 2017 by Terry Teachout

TV CAMERACourtesy of Marc Myers, Fred Astaire dances to Donovan’s “Mellow Yellow” on The Fred Astaire Show, accompanied by Young-Holt Unlimited. This program was originally telecast by NBCon February 7, 1968:

(This is the latest in a series of arts-related videos that appear in this space each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday)

Almanac: Eric Hoffer on death

June 30, 2017 by Terry Teachout

INK BOTTLE“How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.”

Eric Hoffer, “Thoughts of Eric Hoffer, Including: ‘Absolute Faith Corrupts Absolutely,’’” New York Times Magazine (April 25, 1971)

The chords that bind

June 29, 2017 by Terry Teachout

I take music for granted—not because I don’t love it passionately, but because it has always been as much a part of my life as the air around me. To be sure, there have been times when I paid less attention to music, but sooner or later it has taken hold of me again. It is my second language, one learned in childhood, meaning that I “speak” it without an accent and as easily and naturally as I speak English. To come at it from the other direction, I experience a piece of instrumental music in much the same way that I experience a short story or an essay: it talks to me.

I remember being overwhelmed by my first encounter with something that Felix Mendelssohn said in an 1842 letter to a friend: “The thoughts which are expressed to me by music that I love are not too indefinite to be put into words, but on the contrary, too definite. ” I also remember reading the following passage in a biography of Donald Francis Tovey and thinking, I know just what he meant:

I have (this sounds like fantastic nonsense, but it isn’t) frequently caught myself positively solving some problem (of a more or less philosophical nature) in, say, the key of A minor, where I had utterly failed to reason it out in words.

If music has this strong an effect on you, then there will be times when you feel an overpowering, almost physical urge to listen to a specific piece of it. Such a feeling came over me last night: I felt that if I couldn’t listen to the first movement of Charles Ives’ Third Symphony right away, I would be reduced to abject despair. Therein lies the supreme spiritual utility of the digital technology that has brought about what is without question the most radical transformation of daily life to take place in my lifetime: I screwed in my earbuds and clicked a few keys on my MacBook, and all at once my head was full of Ives.

Why, though, was it this particular piece that I craved? I’m sure it was because I’d spent an hour talking to my brother on the phone on Tuesday night. A year has gone by since I saw David, and it’s been nearly two years to the day since my last visit to the small town in southeast Missouri where we grew up and where he still lives. Having lived in New York for thirty years, I can’t pretend to be anything other than a city dweller now, but I’m still a small-town boy at heart, and Ives’ Third Symphony, whose subtitle is “The Camp Meeting” and whose first movement is called “Old Folks Gatherin’,” overflows with the hymn tunes and homespun harmonies of Ives’ youth, which I, too, heard in church on Sunday mornings back in Smalltown, U.S.A. No sooner did I start listening to it than I was swept back in time, and when the music ended, I felt serene and secure, more so than I’ve felt for quite some time.

Not surprisingly, listening to “Old Folks Gatherin’” also made me long to see my brother. Alas, we won’t be together again until the first week in December, when he and his wife will be in West Palm Beach for the premiere of my new play. But we are always together in my heart, and that’ll have to do for now.

As I typed that last sentence, I found myself thinking of a sentence uttered by Abraham Lincoln a century and a half ago: “The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.” So far as I know, Lincoln didn’t much care for music, classical or otherwise, but anyone capable of penning a phrase like “mystic chords of memory” must surely have had some inkling of its ineffable power. Music is for me what the madeleine was for Proust: it opens the door to memory. Last night its mystic chords also bridged the thousand-mile gap between New York City and Smalltown, U.S.A., and put my beloved brother in the room with me for a few precious minutes. Of such little blessings is the life of a music lover made.

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Leonard Bernstein and the New York Philharmonic perform Charles Ives’ Third Symphony:

See me, hear me (cont’d)

June 29, 2017 by Terry Teachout

TV CAMERAMy latest appearance on CUNY-TV’s Theater Talk, the second part of a discussion of the second half of the Broadway season just past, can now be viewed online. The hosts are Susan Haskins and Michael Riedel and the other panelists are Peter Marks of Washington Post, Elisabeth Vincentelli of the New York Times and The New Yorker, and Linda Winer of Newsday. (The first part of the discussion can be viewed here.) The episode also includes an interview with Joel Grey:

So you want to see a show?

June 29, 2017 by Terry Teachout

Here’s my list of recommended Broadway, off-Broadway, and out-of-town shows, updated weekly. In all cases, I gave these shows favorable reviews (if sometimes qualifiedly so) in The Wall Street Journal when they opened. For more information, click on the title.

BROADWAY:
• Dear Evan Hansen (musical, PG-13, all shows sold out last week, reviewed here)
• Groundhog Day (musical, G/PG-13, reviewed here)
• Hamilton (musical, PG-13, Broadway transfer of off-Broadway production, all shows sold out last week, reviewed here)
• On Your Feet! (jukebox musical, G, closes August 20, reviewed here)

IN LENOX, MASS.:
• 4000 Miles (drama, PG-13/R, closes July 16, reviewed here)

CLOSING SUNDAY ON BROADWAY:
• Present Laughter (comedy, PG-13, reviewed here)

Almanac: Lord Byron on hatred

June 29, 2017 by Terry Teachout

INK BOTTLENow hatred is by far the longest pleasure;
Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

Lord Byron, Don Juan

Virtuoso fireworks for the Fourth of July

June 28, 2017 by Terry Teachout

This week’s Wall Street Journal “Sightings” column is a tribute to two patriotic virtuoso piano showpieces. Here’s an excerpt.

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Like all red-blooded Americans, I love fireworks, whether in the sky or on the stage. Anyone who isn’t thrilled by the high-wire theatricality of a virtuoso performer needs to have his hypothalamus examined. I also love the Fourth of July, the national holiday on which it’s customary to set off skyrockets of the non-musical kind. Alas, the classical musicians of today seem increasingly disinclined to display the heart-on-sleeve patriotism that led Van Cliburn to open his recitals with “The Star-Spangled Banner,” and to play it with the utmost splendor and conviction….

This is undoubtedly one of the reasons why I’ve never heard a concert performance of either of the two most spectacular exercises in flag-flying pianistic patriotism that I know, Louis Moreau Gottschalk’s “The Union” and Vladimir Horowitz’s transcription of “The Stars and Stripes Forever.” The other reason is that both pieces are monstrously, knuckle-crunchingly hard to play. But they make for irresistibly pleasurable listening…

Gottschalk’s French-sounding given names obscure the fact that he was America’s first important native-born composer. In “The Union,” composed in 1862, he proudly wore his nationality on his sleeve. The piece’s subtitle, “Concert Paraphrase on National Airs,” situates this seven-minute medley of three patriotic songs in its proper musical context: It’s an all-American version of a Liszt-style operatic fantasy, a showpiece in which familiar melodies are cleverly woven together, then festooned with fantastically complex technical stuntwork. In “The Union,” though, the melodies are not arias by Rossini or Verdi but “Hail, Columbia,” “The Star-Spangled Banner” and “Yankee Doodle.” Gottschalk chose these songs because he wrote “The Union” as an act of musical homage to the Northern side in the Civil War….

Vladimir Horowitz brought off a comparable feat of patriotic prestidigitation when he transcribed “The Stars and Stripes Forever,” the most famous and beloved of John Philip Sousa’s 137 marches for military band. Arturo Toscanini, Horowitz’s father-in-law, started performing “The Stars and Stripes Forever” with the NBC Symphony in 1943 as a wartime tribute to the U.S. armed forces. Horowitz, a refugee from Soviet Russia who became a naturalized U.S. citizen the following year, heard a Toscanini performance and decided to arrange the march as a gesture of gratitude to his new-found homeland. The results were an instant hit…

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A slightly shorter version of this column appears in the print edition of today’s Journal. To read the complete online version, go here.

Leonard Pennario’s 1974 studio recording of “The Union”:

Vladimir Horowitz plays “The Stars and Stripes Forever” in concert at the Hollywood Bowl in 1945:

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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...]

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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...]

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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...]

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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...]

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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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