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...Joel Lazar, the outgoing conductor of the Bach Society, is not a man to submit to Mr. T.S. Eliot's strictures on Last Things; the final concert of his tenure proved to be one of his very best. Ray Still, the oboeist, Joel Sachs, pianist, and Mark B. DeVoto, an undergraduate composer, contributed materially to the evening's excellence, but Mr. Lazar's triumph eclipsed even these gentlemen...
BACH SOCIETY'S last concert of the season (it is also, said to tell, Joel Lazar's last concert, ever, as undergraduate conductor) will include the World Premiere of Senior Mark B. DeVoto's specially commissioned introduction (for the piano, K. 459, Joel A. Sachs '61; and for the K. 314, soloist; Ray Still, of Chicago Sanders Theatre, 3:30 P.M. Tickets: $.75 at the or at the door...
...Harvard Gilbert and Sullivan Players have inaugurated this new theatre with a team of slow-starting Pirates which soon warmed up and went on to win the flag, although not a world championship. Musical director Mark B. DeVoto's orchestra had me worried at first, with a listless and ragged overture, but loose ends were tucked in as the first act progressed and after the interval there was plenty of spirit, spit and polish, high-lighted by Andrew Schenk's percussion and a pyrotechnic. DeVoto had occasional trouble with the choruses of daughters, pirates and policemen; sloppy diction messed...
Since then three editors have tried to shape this mass into an orderly autobiography. The first version appeared in 1924, and by cutting out all seemingly offensive passages. Editor Albert Bigelow Paine tried to keep Mark Twain's reputation as spotless as his linen. In 1940 Bernard DeVoto published another portion of the manuscript. Now Charles Neider, novelist and essayist, gives what seems closest to the truth of the matter...
...note Wolfe sent to Professor Baker with the manuscript of Welcome to Our City, he described his ideas of "literary photography," the quality in his later writing which was to make critics throw up their hands in disgust, and prompt Bernard DeVoto to growl about the "proper business of fiction." Wolfe wrote to Baker: "I have written this play with thirty-odd named characters because it required it, not because I didn't know how to save paint. Some day I'm going to write a play with fifty, eighty, a hundred people--a whole town, a whole race...