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Gershwin's music was going to occupy a special place in my life from the moment two kinds of home entertainment became linked in my boyhood: home movies, and the 78rpm record. Two days before Queen Elizabeth's coronation in 1953, my father unveiled a 9.5mm movie projector he had bought, with a selection of silent films in metal cans. Having teased the projector lens into focus, the clattering of film through sprocket-wheels became integral to the entertainment. I thought there had to be something else we could listen to while Charlie Chaplin, Snub Pollard and a travelogue of New York flickered their monochrome way across the beaded-glass screen. Searching along the shelves of shellac records (long-playing vinyl was only just coming in), I found a set of two HMV discs on which a certain Leonard Bernstein, a name unknown to me, conducted Gershwin's An American in Paris. (They were the only records whose labels had 'American' in the title, so they ought to fit the pictures.) Even now I can never hear this piece without recalling where the sides ended, and the way the hiss of shellac and the chatter of sprockets were submerged as Laurel and Hardy cavorted to Gershwin's tunes. I was hooked. (. . .) (from the publisher)Κριτικές για το προϊόν
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