Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1886-10-10
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NIlan Given Over TO me Italian Pas
riou-Too Much OF "a Good Ehiog.

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the cultivation OF music is concerned--a
typical Italian city. II has lis world.famcd
Scala, where Verbs new composition Is 10
be PLAYED during the forthcoming season,
and A conservatory for operate pupils.
Every day strains OF music fall almost
ccsselesslv on the ear everywhere. with
the lrst iiush Of early day one hears the
martial ring oi the military bands - they
march at The bend Of their respective re2i-
mcuts for drill 10 the spacious piazza be-
bind the ForO Bonaparle, whore MacMa-
hons conquering lcgious pissed in review
sitter the battle 81 Magenta Throughout
the entire day YOU are sure to be ch1rmed
Tor bored bv rowing songstcrs il YOU hap
pen TO live IN a room looking on the court
ward: for into these yards do they thrOng in
Gycr-iucIcasing numbers-reed-playcr and
harucrs. Cynhal-casEers, and Ni0liul,ts, TIL
eventually they kick up Such an internal
racket that YOU might we'll fancy yourself i'm
Rcdlam durirg such an operation. 10 j. in
the evening, however, that this rush OF
sounds and iarIing melodies reaches III
climax. Ii you enter any Of the respective
cGttS 10 take an aperitye you an orcheS-
ire composed OF eight or ten musicians
RANGED before you, and you have got 10 lis
tcr-noleHS rOleHS-to snatches from Verdi
and Beethoven.
Tin into restaurant and sit down to
dinner During the hall hour you spend
IN swallowing aveal outlet and a miniature
p,ramid Of maize. washed down with 4
nalfbottlc OF barOlO. no less than three or
four groups Of vocal or instrumental musI-
clans will haye come in aud gone ont, after
SCATTERING your nerves and relieving You
e my stray coppcrs you may possess.
TiCu. IL the thought strikes You 10 wind
IN lie evening oNCra coffee and brandy on
Tho terrace II = cat. shaded over by trees
and trela,ed Nine,, Harmony, the mother
ol the mites, or DiSc0rd, born OF devils,
viii soothe Your weary soul or scnsibly In
tcrICre with your digestion. I'm the public
pgrhS and squares. in the streets and along
The ayenres. IN the by-laGcs and alleys, y0u
will have to io,llc up against bellowin!
sopranos or opcn your ears 80 the painful
Mhirlion 81 VbceZy treble! Go where
YOU will vCu cannot escape from the terri
| bic ordeal. PandCmonium spread. H. can
| oyv over your head and ranges it, wall,
and pillars on every side Of yOu II you
| cry out aloud against the nuisance an =
pGblicly appeal 10 be delivered from 1t you
| are denounced ~ y sour crab and soul
| lc.S lout! The finger Of ScOrn will be
rolnted al YOU as at one who cannot raise
lrutc-as one who has no heart for the
! sublime and no feeling for the BEAUTIFUL
crusty old dog, whose only fate is to wal
low in the mire Of his own coarse and
stupid beStiaity!
Music has certainly the power to charm
| even the savage soul. Nevertheless, man
nav not be 4 snapplsh noodle or ignoramus
| and still protest against too much OF it.
| One may enjoy 10 the utmost a symphony
| or two from MozaIt or merry, r0llicking
melody from Ottcnbach once in while
| say even an hour or two every evening
| but to have Mozart and OGenbach dinned
peIpetually into your ears, and often
by Brummagen Ministries, from the
Using Of the sun till long after the going
| down thereof, Is enough, in all sober
| seriousness, to qualify a man for a strait
| Jacket and hnatic's cell within very
| Short period Of training and discipline, in
| deed. Italian Warehouses, | know, are
not oyer-sparsely populated, but what Is
| good for one man may be poison for an
| other. MillRCse folk live on music every
| bit rs much as they do macaroni; but for
| eigners can't, and foreigners who have
come here and have yawucd Themselves al
| most 10 death listening TO the heavenly
| vibrations " OF an Italian clariOnette fail,
rs Il rule, TO appreciate the celestial flavor
u the thing. for is not toe much OF = good
Thing good for nothing: Verdi himself,
| during one al his recent visits to this city,
told Ire that his cGuntrymen were Anati.
callv welded to the cultivation Of music.
livery hamlet OF twenty-five souls in the
| Peninsula has It's orchestra" be sad, land
| one Italian out Of three has has pipe, aud
a voice. and insists on you enjoying them.
Each Of LIS carries, or thinks he carries, the
| lutte Of Orpheus under his rags