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Goofballs Music Reviews #1

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This is, like many things on this blog, a glancing overview. I think that one of the best pieces of Americana, one of the most influential and greatest works reflecting the then more than 100 years old Union (after having endured its Civil War) was authored by a Czech composer by the name of Antonín Leopold Dvořák. Let's just call him "Tony D" for the sake of saving my keyboard and/or clipboard from those funny Czech characters. Tony D was the Director of the National Conservatory of Music in New York City from 1892 to 1895 through a set of circumstances too varied to cover just now; but during his tenure he made an astounding amount of money ($15,000 per year in 1892 compared to my starting salary at a San Francisco start-up of $42,000 or so in 1996, nevermind what my father made at a Cleveland law firm between 1969 and 1975 when he made partner, the year I was born). Was Antonin Dvorak worth that much? The debate during his tenure finally compelled him to leave Conserv...

Goofballs Music Reviews #0

Soon, we at goofballs will be talking about music. And by music I mean, "Real" "Music", and by "real music" I mean largely Germanic composers of the 18th and 19th centuries. Why am I so racistly choosing those composers? Because I'm half German, that's why. And if you don't like it, then fuck you. Seriously though, I will have at least on Czech composer (Dvorak, duh), in the mix for this first series. But, there is no doubt that I will branch out into the SVS (Second Viennese School), and a large number of French Romantic, Post-Romantic, and Impressionistic composers. Maybe I'll compare Pink Floyd to 19th Century music. Who knows? I'm CRAZY LIKE THAT ..

To his most excellent, the indefatiguable Ludwig von

The Allegretto for Opus no. 92 . My goodness, it hast taken my breath away. Bra-vo, good Sir, Bra-vo!

Dearest Ludwig,

Many and copious thanks for the Marcia Funebre of Opus No. 55 . And thanks for setting the bar so very, very high that Johannes Brahms waited 47 years, 23 years after being called "the chosen one" by Robert Schumann in 1853, to even attempt to write a symphony -- a form so highly perfected by yourself. Also, sorry about your hearing, and the syphilis. You are ichiban, Your faithful and humble fan, Christopher