Word: zarathustra
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...large it is the young who spend all that money. Given the right impetus, they are not necessarily averse to the classics-as proved by what Elvira Madigan did for Mozart's Piano Concerto, K. 467, or 2001: A Space Odyssey did for Strauss's Also Sprach Zarathustra. "If Elvira Madigan made Mozart a relevant experience for the youth generation," asks Munves, "why can't we make it happen for other composers...
Robert Bronson, "the last great New England transcendentalist," is the ghost that got away. The author of Captain Hook's Gang, Sunday Mornings with Zarathustra and other poems, Bronson is something like a son of Ahab in corduroy pants. So long as he was in and out of psychiatric wards, so long as "his true sense of sight was anger," Bronson remained a darling of the Boston literati. But then-in 1953, to be exact -Bronson transcended: He found the One, the Oversoul, the Truth, the Great Zero that Emerson and all the earlier transcendentalists only dreamed of discovering...
...miasmal depression was finally sundered a day later, however, by the last minute eruption of our team to tie Yale's Macedonian offense, at which point the Harvard Band found the key and played its Zarathustra cheer with overpowering apostrophic radiance...
Their practice is an ancient one. Theosophy was taught by the sun-worshiping Egyptians, the oracular Greeks, the fire burners of Zarathustra. To one degree or another, its tenets are alive today among the Brahmans, Buddhists and Hindus of India, not to mention all the world's hippies. In the West, however, theosophical thought had been all but dead since the 7th century, when Moslem armies swept out of Arabia and disrupted communications between Europe and the East. Then, in the 19th century, came Madame Blavatsky...
During the two unbroken hours of action that followed, Actor Yan Brian recited a passage from Thus Spake Zarathustra while climbing a ladder, male dancers struggled for balls of rolled-up newspapers, a black-clad hag buzzed around on a scooter and recited folk poems. Men and women frugged wildly to rock-'n'-roll music, imitated coitus to electronic pings and a soft-voiced reading of the Song of Songs, staged a mock war between classical and modern ballet, and ended looking up expectantly while the noise of jet engines screamed overhead. Then, during ten minutes of bravos...