Hmmm…perhaps I worry too much about the current creative climate.
This is from a nifty New York Review of Books piece entitled, “Stravinsky: The Last Interview”…
(March 17, 1971)
NYR: Does the state of the arts really depress you?
I.S.: Oh no. We live in a very exhilarating time, a little short of a Golden Age, perhaps, but, well, consider, in the visual arts, the recent Warhol retrospective at the Tate; in the dramatic arts, Broadway category, the revival of the Betty Boop period; in literature, the new genre of reality recalled on tape (bestselling fall title: “Manson’s Love Life As Told By His ‘Family’ “); and in music, the increasing involvement of everybody except the composer. And these developments have in turn produced a great critic, Jimmy Durante, who described it all very accurately when he observed that “Everybody is getting into the act.”
Who knew?
Interview continued:
I.S. — “…and I may be long in the tooth, bald as an egg, have a bulbous nose and fleshy ears,,, but I still get the chicks, because the chicks get me.”
:: Do you have an NES?
I.S. — “Oh, yes I love pistol whipping those ducks…”
:: Do you add a third element to id and ego?
I.S — “Yes… ‘is’… heh, my initials… get it?”
:: Do you know “Me and Old Crazy Bill?”
I.S. — “No, but if you hum a few bars I can fake it.”
NES?
Nintendo….