Clearly something went horribly wrong with classical music in or shortly after 1945, something which left the old guard blissfully unaffected, yet which was almost bound to demoralize creators still in their youth. Gradually the solution came to me: What characterized classical musical production ...
I knew nothing of Lowell. I knew nothing of poetry, other than the sub rosa collection of obscene limericks then doing the classroom rounds, thanks largely to myself. I knew nothing of Jonathan Edwards, the poem's putative subject. I listened to the first lines of "Mr. Edwards and the Spider." At ...
There's no limit to what troublemaking choristers can achieve. I have been present when a tenor has simply walked out of the choir in the middle of Mass, apparently because he was afraid that if he stood near the sopranos and altos, he would get Girl Germs. I have even been present when a ...
If Taki were a singer, he would be George Melly. Alas, if Taki were George Melly, he would be dead. George Melly was a "fat and fairly famous" (his second wife's words) British entertainer. He died in London on July 5, a month before his 81st birthday. The Melly resume defied a one-line ...
To those of us who knew and respected for years the journalism of Samuel Francis (1947-2005), it remains hard to believe that he is gone. The outlets that regularly published him " Chronicles, VDARE, The American Conservative, Middle American News and others " seem, as their editors would ...
There is no reason to suppose that this film's near-perfect depiction of nihilism exaggerates, in any way, the quotidian horror of Britain under Blair. There is every reason to suppose that, if anything, it understates such horror. The British dispatches from Theodore Dalrymple, Peter Hitchens, and ...
