“We see the contrast between the genius which does what it must and the talent which does what it can.”
Maurice Baring, An Outline of Russian Literature
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
“We see the contrast between the genius which does what it must and the talent which does what it can.”
Maurice Baring, An Outline of Russian Literature
From 2004:
Read the whole thing here.I have a million things to do in New York, and I’ll be more than ready to get back to my desk. I love my work—probably more than I should—and I love my friends with all my heart. I even love New York, though it took me long enough to admit it to myself. (I didn’t really make up my mind about New York until after 9/11.) It is the place of my real life, and increasingly of my memories as well. I won’t be surprised if I spend the rest of my days there, whereas it isn’t likely that I’ll ever again spend more than a week or two at a time in Smalltown. Yet this town, and this house, are what I think of when I think of home.
“Death ends a life, but it does not end a relationship, which struggles on in the survivor’s mind toward some resolution, which it never finds.”
Robert Anderson, I Never Sang for My Father
The King’s Singers perform Praetorius’ “Es ist ein Ros’ entsprungen”:
(This is the latest in a series of arts- and history-related videos that appear in this space each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday)
“Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!”
Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers
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I didn’t know what to make of LSD. It was illegal, of course, and Sgt. Joe Friday assured me on “Dragnet” that taking it was the first step down a short road to psychotic hippiedom. Yet the radio was simultaneously full of trippy hit singles like the Byrds’ “Eight Miles High” and the Beatles’ “Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds” that seductively begged to differ. Being the cautious type, I ended up steering clear of the stuff, but I wonder what I’d have done had I known that in 1958, a full decade before possession of LSD was criminalized in the U.S., Cary Grant took it every week under a psychiatrist’s care and thereafter swore by it, claiming that his hundred-odd trips effected a “beneficial cleansing” of his soul.
James Lapine, Stephen Sondheim’s longtime creative collaborator, took LSD frequently in his younger years, and now he has written the book of a new musical called “Flying Over Sunset” in which he portrays onstage the LSD-related experiences of Grant (played here by Tony Yazbeck), the novelist Aldous Huxley (Harry Hadden-Paton) and the playwright-politician Clare Boothe Luce (Carmen Cusack), who all took acid trips around the same time. The heavily fictionalized conceit of the show, whose score is by Tom Kitt and Michael Korie, is that the members of this peculiarly sorted trio got to know one another by chance and took flight together under the guidance of Gerald Heard (Robert Sella), a wealthy scholar of Eastern religion who doubled as an ardent advocate for hallucinogenic drug use. While Mr. Lapine and Lincoln Center Theater, which is producing “Flying Over Sunset,” have struck it lucky—microdosing of LSD for therapeutic purposes is now in the news—this deliriously strange show would have been irresistibly watchable under any circumstances….
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Read the whole thing here.Aldous Huxley is interviewed by Mike Wallace in 1958:
Clare Boothe Luce is interviewed by William F. Buckley, Jr., in 1969:
Bing Crosby and the Mills Brothers perform “Dinah” on a 1966 episode of ABC’s The Hollywood Palace:
(This is the latest in a series of arts- and history-related videos that appear in this space each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday)
“I have sometimes suspected that the only thing that holds no mystery is happiness, because it is its own justification.”
Jorge Luis Borges, “Unworthy”
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