Tag: George Plimpton

  • Summer Reading List Rainy Day Reads

    Summer Reading List Rainy Day Reads

    It’s been so nice and cool the past couple of days, it’s been kind of hard for me to put myself in a summer frame of mind. (Not complaining!) With a lot of rain in the forecast for the coming week, it’s a good time to get started on your summer reading. Anything special piling up on your nightstand?

    I’m nearly finished with the “Kalevala,” the Finnish national epic (the first time all the way through for this Sibelius lover).

    Then, just in time for the Fourth of July, I’ll be moving on to George Plimpton’s “Fireworks: A History and Celebration.” Supposedly Plimpton, in addition to being an entertaining writer, was a kind of pyrotechnical evil genius.

    I may also finally get around to reading S. Weir Mitchell’s “Hugh Wynne: Free Quaker.” Or I suppose I could save it for the “America 250” celebrations in 2025. Set during the American Revolution, the book became one of the bestselling novels of 1898. My edition still has the Howard Pyle illustrations.

    I’ll also want to bone up on my Vaughan Williams, in advance of this summer’s Bard Music Festival in August, including Eric Saylor’s recent book on the composer. For lack of a better title, I suppose, it’s called (wait for it) “Vaughan Williams.”

    Somewhere along the away, I’ll also want to indulge in some good old-fashioned “boy’s adventure” stories, so perhaps it’s time to enlist with P.C. Wren’s Foreign Legion opus, “Beau Geste,” which has been adapted to film many times, but I’ve yet to read the book.

    Too many others to contemplate. I’ve got stacks and shelves of books I will probably never read. Some of my most satisfying summer memories have been in tackling a great book. Lord, I wish I were a faster reader and didn’t waste so much time on the internet!

    How about you? Is there a book you’d like to read on a rainy summer’s day, as opposed to slow-roasting, slathered in suntan lotion, on the beach?

  • Plimpton, Bernstein, and Tchaikovsky

    Plimpton, Bernstein, and Tchaikovsky

    After posting about Tchaikovsky’s “Little Russian” Symphony this morning, on the 150th anniversary of the work’s first performance, I recollected an anecdote once shared by the writer George Plimpton.

    Plimpton, of course, was most famous for his forays into “participatory journalism” – getting his hands dirty, with the occasional gash or broken bone, in pursuit of a better understanding of the subject he happened to be writing about, whether it be what it would be like to box with Archie Moore, train to be a goalie with the Boston Bruins, or to play quarterback with the Detroit Lions.

    The guy had guts, without the posturing of a Hemingway or a Mailer, and he wasn’t afraid to look foolish. Or if he was, he made pride subservient to the experience. It was an endearing quality in a man who spoke with a patrician accent, cofounded The Paris Review, and could trace his lineage to the Mayflower.

    When Plimpton took an interest in what it would be like to be an orchestra musician, he was allowed to tag along with the New York Philharmonic as a percussionist on its Canadian tour. In this capacity, he played the sleigh bells in the opening movement of Mahler’s Symphony No. 4 – very badly, it turned out, which infuriated the conductor, Leonard Bernstein.

    But Plimpton redeemed himself when he was assigned the gong in Tchaikovsky’s “Little Russian” Symphony. He was so keyed-up in the work’s final movement, as his big moment approached, that when he received his cue from the podium, he struck with such force that he claimed he could see the shock wave travel across the rows of stunned musicians to Bernstein himself, whose eyes widened in surprise. The conductor had to wait for the sound to decay before he could launch into the symphony’s final bars. Bernstein was so pleased with the result that he invited Plimpton to be on the recording of the piece that he and the orchestra subsequently made.

    But I’m only paraphrasing from the words of a very capable writer. Here’s the story from Plimpton’s own lips. Enjoy!

    https://www.c-span.org/video/?c4539798/user-clip-george-plimpton-joins-york-philharmonic


    PHOTO: Plimpton (right) with Bernstein and the Mahler 4 sleigh bells

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