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...published; he learned Cesar Franck's complex Symphonic Variations on the train en route to a concert hall in Madrid. He can commit a sonata to memory in one hour, and he can play as many as 250 lieder. His friends used to play a kind of "Stump Artur" game in which they would call out titles?excerpts from symphonies, operas, Cole Porter scores?to see if he could play them. "Stumped Friends" would have been a better name for it. "Rubinstein," says Conductor Edouard van Remoortel, "is the only pianist you could wake up at midnight...
Next month he will tackle Brahms's Sonata in F Major for piano and cello with Gregor Piatigorsky. He has never played it before. But Cellist Piatigorsky is not at all concerned. "Artur," he says, "will read the score on the plane to California, and he will make it sink into his mind and into his fingers, and when he arrives, he will know it better than I, who have played it all my life...
...inevitable revolt against such excesses was led by Sergei Rachmaninoff, Josef Hofmann and Artur Schnabel...
Like a Bee. Somewhere between the last gush of the romantics and the first blush of the moderns, emerged Artur Rubinstein. Like a browser at a rummage sale, he sampled the new and the old and took the best from each. From the new he learned respect for the notes; from the old, devotion to what goes on between the notes. "I approached all those pianists like a bee," he says. "I owe them quite a lot, but I dismissed a lot in them too. If there's anything original about me, it is a composite of all of them...
...lessons, and by the time he was three he was "a terrible little fiend" about music, screaming when his sisters struck a sour note, banging the piano lid down on their fingers. At four, he was performing at charity concerts, pressing his engraved calling cards on everyone he met: ARTUR THE GREAT PIANO VIRTUOSO. It annoyed him even then that people always asked if he was any kin to the great Anton Rubinstein, and so he took to prancing around town with the words NO RELATION inscribed on the front of his sailor...