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...Weingartner was the last of a generation of European super-conductors, and his recent death means the end of a musical era, as well as a great loss to Columbia. He, and his contemporaries, Seidl, Mahler, Mottl, etc., grew up in Germany when Germany was cock of the musical roost and knew it. They worked under Liszt in Weimar, they learnt their Wagner opera in Bayrenth under the eye of the "Master," and in the flush post-war days they made Salzburg a summer Mecca for European big-wigs, where Mozart and Beethoven had to fight Schiaparell for the center...
Much better liked than Lolly Parsons, when she started Hedda had to pit friendships and wits against the powerful inertia of Lolly's 20-year reign on Hollywood's gossip roost. Choice studio stories went first, automatically, to Lolly; actors phoned her first and eloped afterwards lest she sideswipe them ever after. In addition to her column, Hedda's schedule now includes three CBS broadcasts weekly for Sunkist Oranges over 42 stations (none in Los Angeles, which eats second-grade oranges), occasional magazine pieces, six movie shorts a year, some bit parts (latest: Reap the Wild Wind...
While the list of Fogg's children is long and noteworthy, its guardians are even more impressive. Rulers of the roost and general patron saints are the members of the Visiting Committee appointed annually by the Board of Overseers. Chaired by Winthrop Aldrich, president of the Chase National Bank, the committee this year consists of the usual variety of collectors and scholars, including such notables as Robert Woods Bliss, former ambassador to Argentina; David E. Finley, director of the National Gallery; Everett V. Meeks, chairman of the Fine Arts Department at Yale; and Charles R. Morey, chairman of the same...
...lively, jump-loving clientele to provide for. And don't think Frankie can't play slow music well. I heard him do the blues last week, and when it was over the customers were just babbling incoherently in admiration. For them he was the cock of the roost, the salt of the earth, the cream de la cream...
...from the torture hideout by having him, though blindfolded, scratch the door jamb in departing, count the steps going down to the car, recall the turns, a dip in the pavement, a stop-&-go signal, the sound of a calliope, etc. All these well-noted clues come home to roost when he goes over the ground a second time...