Word: munches
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...inspiration in his bath one night and by morning had evolved a theory of human consciousness that put him, he felt, many years ahead of the psychologists. A year after that he spent a week staring into the open fire in his Paris apartment, occasionally knocking off to munch a crust, take a bath, or catnap on the floor for an hour or so. At the end of it-through "sheer imagination," since he was no mathematician-he had evolved a "mystical realization" of the theory of relativity, which put him in a class with Einstein...
...with an osselet after two years of racing, he had won the triple crown, $865,150 for Owner Warren Wright, and ranking with Man o' War. For most of last year, when he should have been at his racing prime, four-year-old Citation did nothing much but munch his daily quota of oats and hay. He went back to work last fall and by January, at Santa Anita, Trainer Jimmy Jones had him ready again. He won an easy one, then finished second in five successive handicaps in which he carried top weight. Though each of the defeats...
...task of recreating such a familiar work becomes increasingly difficult with each successive performance. If Munch's interpretation had had one new slant, or two, probably no one would have noticed. But everything about this was different, startling, and best of all it wasn't Munch (or Koussevitzky), it was Brahms. From the first page everything converged upon a cataclysmic finale. The brass chorale in the last movement nearly knocked the statue of Pan in the second balcony off its pedestal. The end was a great overpowering mass of sound...
...Brahms by no means obliterated Beethoven's "Pastoral" Symphony, the other item on the program. The work presents such a succession of beauties that it is impossible to absorb them all at once. This performance revealed new ones, testifying again to the versitility of Mr. Munch and not incidently to the genius of Beethoven...
Last Fall I had thought that the Boston Symphony Orchestra was at such a state of perfection that it would sound magnificent no matter who the conductor. Charles Munch's first season has caused me to change my mind. Not only does the Orchestra sound different, it sounds better, something many people would have thought impossible. Mr. Munch seems to instill the men with his boundless enthusiasm, extracting every ounce from the music without crossing into the realm of sensationalism. He is a musician through and through; it is as a musician that he has already won the full confidence...