Word: stokowskis
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...they rise and leave, bowing to their friends and murmuring goodbyes, and hurry away to scones and cinnamon toast and caroling kettles, leaving the music to make its swanlike end exclusively for the benefit of the ushers and those that have free seats, etc. Ah, if only Conductor Leopold Stokowski would treat these Friday excursionists as they treat him, lovers of music have said. If he would return their courtesy, the scene in the auditorium would be something like this...
...curtain rises. Two musicians?the first violin and the cellist?are seated, chatting. Conductor Stokowski strolls vaguely in from the wings. He bows. Puzzled applause from the audience?murmurs of "But good heavens, Victoria, where is the orchestra? . . . Down behind that backdrop? . . . I think it is simply too quaint. . . ." That no orchestra lurks behind the backdrop is clearly demonstrated when Mr. Stokowski raises his baton and the scrannel strains of the violin and cello tremble, quite unsupported, in the hostile air. . . . Now another musician comes in. He carries a horn and a handkerchief and flops down in the first convenient...
...Stokowski, conducting a symphony of empty chairs, churns on and on; the music must be coming to a climax, for now his arms wildly flagellate; he whips his fiddlers up to a crisis, holds his phantom cymbals and horns and woodwinds suspended in a terrific fortissimo of silence, and then, at a final mute drum-stroke, drops his arms to his sides. . . . Standing alone, his back to the audience, he orders his invisible orchestra to rise to the applause that does not come ? turns, smiles, walks quickly...
Married. Leopold Anton Stanislaw Stokowski, famed conductor of the Philadelphia Symphony Orchestra, to Miss Evangeline Brewster Johnson, daughter of one of the founders of the famed medicinal chemical firm of Johnson & Johnson; in Manhattan...
...have been the wife of Leopold Stokowski* from 1911 to 1923 would have filled life with sufficient eventfulness for most mortals, for few men have been more lionized than the peerless conductor of Philadelphia's orchestra. But for Mme. Samaroff, the shock of exciting events began before her birth. A dozen European races mingled to produce her, and she was born in San Antonio, Tex. Thence her path has been paved with incidents, even to the prospect of pronouncing upon her divorced husband's orchestral reading as he leads an orchestra to which her present employer, Cyrus Hermann Kotzschmar Curtis...