Word: criticizers
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Ernest Newman, writer on Music for The New York Evening Post, told in cipient "journalists" of the Columbia School that "there have never been, there is not today, of the music critics, one who can be called a real critic...
...will be such men. Harvard would have shown great wisdom in giving Baker or some other man a permanent school of this sort, assured that it could find his successor, I quite fall in with the suggestion of Walter Pritchard Eaton for such a role. He is an able critic and a man well-informed on the theatre...
...doubt fewer of those mammoth physical specimens from prairie farms report to Mr. Stagg as raw football candidates than in the days of Dink Stover, but the caustic critic points out that most of these demi-gods were muscle-bound, and that they dissipated in saloons and buggies, whereas the modern youth has only the ice cream parlor and the harmless Ford. Moreover, these huge giants are far too large to fit into the modern scheme of things, subway turnstiles, for example...
...tumbled wrack of sound arose the chilled phantoms of dead melodies, smelling still of death-wraiths of Handel, Liszt, Bach, Schumann-jerked on the wires of that thundergod of ghosts, Stravinsky. So far the composer has allowed no one else to play the work in public. Listeners were astounded; critics were baffled. Said Critic Olin Downes (The New York Times) : "An amazing and electrifying development." Said Critic Lawrence Gilman (The New York Herald-Tribune) : "The communings of a slightly inebriated Bach...
...Society gave a concert, played a new composition written for it-Portrait of a Lady by Composer Deems Taylor, scored for two violins, viola, cello, double bass, flute, oboe, clarinet, bassoon, French horn, piano. In the audience, reporting the evening's entertainment for The New York World, sat Critic Deems Taylor, listened while the likeness of his lovely lady took on shape and color in the bodiless air. Wrote he: "As one of Mr. Taylor's warmest admirers, we had looked forward with considerable interest to hearing his new work. . . . We rather liked...