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Timebinder, v. 1, issue 3, 1945
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peace failed. That bushy shock of grey-white hair..which appears miraculously at one distant point after another in all parts of the building can belong only to the Chairman, Edward R. Stettinius....and the tall distinguished-looking man with the great know of people about him is Anthony Eden....the fattish old man who sits rather uncomfortably, as though he attended the concert strictly as a good, suffering diplomat, can be none but Senator Vandenberg.....the bars of color are down; two Negro delegations are seated, apart from each other but surrounded by their white brethren -- Liberia and Ethiopia, no doubt.....and T. V. Soong and the Chinese delegation seem to be enjoying the whole proceedings immensely, as though they had come here solely to listen to this great music. One hardly blames them, for Chunking's symphonies have been the crash of ack-ack, the monotonous drone and evil-diving deathery of bombing planes, and the suffocated but earth-shaking detonations of their cargoes..... And the gentlemen on the stage certainly are living up to the demands of the occasion. The amazing Mr. Menuhin plays the Beethoven G Major Violin Concerto as it is seldom played, with a restrained power and a disciplined grandeur such as the work hardly ever receives in lesser hands. And Mr. Golschman of St. Louis achieves a new triumph in his leading of the San Francisco Symphony in Tschaikowsky's Fifth -- a work whose profundity intrigues the critics and whose simplicity creates several popular songs out of it. One comes away with two feelings from this unusual event. The first is that Messrs. Menuhin and Golschman and the orchestra have done their bit toward world peace. It is fully realized that the above statement smacks of oversimplification -- but nonetheless there's the certainty that the fabric of plot and counterplot has been torn aside for a last one evening -- and sneer though the moderns do, the fact remains that there are innumerable minds which respond to the haunting, sweet-melancholic slow movement of the Tschaikowsky opus, and the divine magic of Beethoven's highest moments. And the other feeling one receives as he trudges home to the island naval base after all the delegates and autograph-hunters have gone their respective ways, is this -- in line with the challenging philosophy of THE TIME-BINDER and Evans -- that as long as the human race can produce such men as Tschaikowsky and Beethoven, and kindred spirits in other fields of endeavor IT HAS NOT DAMNED ITSELF ENTIRELY - IT IS NOT LOST! * ** * -21-
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peace failed. That bushy shock of grey-white hair..which appears miraculously at one distant point after another in all parts of the building can belong only to the Chairman, Edward R. Stettinius....and the tall distinguished-looking man with the great know of people about him is Anthony Eden....the fattish old man who sits rather uncomfortably, as though he attended the concert strictly as a good, suffering diplomat, can be none but Senator Vandenberg.....the bars of color are down; two Negro delegations are seated, apart from each other but surrounded by their white brethren -- Liberia and Ethiopia, no doubt.....and T. V. Soong and the Chinese delegation seem to be enjoying the whole proceedings immensely, as though they had come here solely to listen to this great music. One hardly blames them, for Chunking's symphonies have been the crash of ack-ack, the monotonous drone and evil-diving deathery of bombing planes, and the suffocated but earth-shaking detonations of their cargoes..... And the gentlemen on the stage certainly are living up to the demands of the occasion. The amazing Mr. Menuhin plays the Beethoven G Major Violin Concerto as it is seldom played, with a restrained power and a disciplined grandeur such as the work hardly ever receives in lesser hands. And Mr. Golschman of St. Louis achieves a new triumph in his leading of the San Francisco Symphony in Tschaikowsky's Fifth -- a work whose profundity intrigues the critics and whose simplicity creates several popular songs out of it. One comes away with two feelings from this unusual event. The first is that Messrs. Menuhin and Golschman and the orchestra have done their bit toward world peace. It is fully realized that the above statement smacks of oversimplification -- but nonetheless there's the certainty that the fabric of plot and counterplot has been torn aside for a last one evening -- and sneer though the moderns do, the fact remains that there are innumerable minds which respond to the haunting, sweet-melancholic slow movement of the Tschaikowsky opus, and the divine magic of Beethoven's highest moments. And the other feeling one receives as he trudges home to the island naval base after all the delegates and autograph-hunters have gone their respective ways, is this -- in line with the challenging philosophy of THE TIME-BINDER and Evans -- that as long as the human race can produce such men as Tschaikowsky and Beethoven, and kindred spirits in other fields of endeavor IT HAS NOT DAMNED ITSELF ENTIRELY - IT IS NOT LOST! * ** * -21-
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