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...Landauer has other fancies: She gathers old writing paper, bookplates, lottery tickets, railroad passes, war letters, wine labels. Her "flying" songs come from England, France, Germany, Belgium, Italy, Spain, Russia, Finland, Japan. The oldest is "The Balloon," sung in London in 1782. Most famed is "Come, Josephine, in My Flying Machine" (1910). But not to be scorned is "The Air Ship Waltz for Piano or Organ" (1891), dedicated to the Married Ladies' Musicale of Greensburg, Ind., or "Take Me Down to Squantum, I Want to See Them Fly," composed especially for the Boston Aero Meet of 1912, or "Since...
Marlise was once a loving wife. But her husband died young, from eating a whole chicken cooked in white wine and three stuffed pigeons at a wedding breakfast, and Marlise was left a fairly well-to-do widow with a 14-year-old son. Her magnificent energy could find only one outlet in mid-19th Century Pargny, that of managing what her husband had left...
Wash and clean bottles and bottle wine...
...their urge to praise, Italian critics picked on a rousing wine song, a melodic love duet, a last-act intermezzo. No one was candid enough to say that Mascagni had his one brief inspiration 45 years ago when he was an obscure, half-nourished piano-teacher. Until then his way had been consistently hard. His father, a baker, disowned him because he refused to be a lawyer. An uncle helped him to get into a musical conservatory. But Mascagni rebelled against the rules, struck out for himself. He toured as conductor of a fourth-rate opera company until he married...
With an abundance of verbal wisteria, April works its spell upon them all. The firm hand on the teapot relaxes. As the moon swings to the full, Miss Harding's luscious speeches come to ripe fruit. Just as the air is about to be like wine tonight, the castle menage, an enchanting crew of Italian peasants, bustle on the scene. It is a real pleasure to watch them become completely disrupted over the performance of a sinister English rite-the hot bath. Moments like this are heightened by handsome sets and adroit low-key photography. But alas, the story creaks...