Los Angeles daily herald., 1886-06-30
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Tho new musical critic OF the Gran
BERN Clarion was a great card TO
body who pazed on his gossamer limos,
his spectacIed orbs, or the air.iine crease
which divided the hyacinthe locks INTO
eaual sections on either side OF his OBJ
,onp brow, could doubt this for an IN
stant. The managing editor an earthly
creature, however, lad his doubts about
the ETHEREAL young man. but as the
,nusie critic had come well recon-
mended. the managing editor stitied his
doubts. and showed the young man to
bis desk. The first Job the young man
was given was 10 do the opera on tue
openine night. He sailed forth in even
inc dress with a full score under his arm
and his ear bulging with melodious an
tieipations. Returning, and having fin
ished his critaue, he took it TO the man.
aging editor, who bade him sit down and
read the stuff aloud. The young
mans soul was terribly shooked that
his splendid composition should be called
ustuHn However, he began with as
good grace as he could under the CIR,
eumatances. as follows: "fhe tunefui
sweetness of the maestros chez aehpre
was never interpreted with more eDgag-
;no es ,y.it de corps than by the artists ~
this melodious aggregation. ne ehro'
matte tints were laid on win pfo9i
Qality of fcrvor that sublImated the
appoggiatura and apotheosized the CON
trapu ntal tone.waves-
Hold upr exclaimed the managing
editor. "What do You mean by all
that" -,
"Meapr eiaoulated the musical critic
"How do you suppose | know I've
done work for the great dailles, and no
body ever asked what meant small
40 onI" N. ,.Lo
voung man proceeded, "and apotheo-
sized tbe oonttapunial tone-wayes with
dynamic expulsion. Signora Screech'
owl. the prlmest prima donna, was in
her best voice, improved us it is by
slightly catarrhal shading, which eradi-
Gated those incisive murmurs which
tickle only the ears OF the amateur lover
of the warbling muse. Her embonpoint
was grandly effective, and no words can
hope to depict the cataclysmic effort oil
her dolce far nieate in the bravura pas
sage in the seventh bar.
al can't make it out bit, sadly mur-
INJURED tho managing editor; "but asyou
have worked on the great daiiies sup
pose it's all right"
The young man said "N ss, and went
on, "Signor MacarOni, tie tenor asso'
luta, attacked with consummate aplomb
advanced in column by division, closed
in mass, and carried the work OF the
the great maestro by an adroit move
ment In echelon.'
"Was there a battle.scene IN the
operag" innocently asked the managing
editor.
"Battle.scene!" exclaimed the young |
man contompiuously. mo, sir, no |
battle or other than the forcetul conflict
of lyrical acoustics
"Ahi" said the managing editor, Il
understand. Proceed.
"But -he climax of mellifluous gran
dure was attained when Mdlle. Lotoni'
the ultracontralto, entered the hsts
The coolish freshness OF her tunetul
tongue was something astounding Ia its
oastadivan effe cts. The chiaroscuro ol
her andante.adagio was complemented
perfectly by the middle distance OF her
adapio-andante, and the two achieve
ments together corruscated through the
house with all the grace and witchery OF
the oemini of astronomical familiarity.
II guess that will do, said the man
npinp editor. II don't care to heor any |
more tonight. I'm not feeling very
well, and few mere lines might send
me into brain fever Your critique is
n splendd one-the best by far | ever
heard, of the kind. II Exchange.