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Posts published by “David Yearsley”

Oscar’s Ring Of Fire

In those rare moments when the real pierces the illusions of Oscar Night, I grip the arm of my sofa, waiting for hidden burner rockets…

Oscar & Caesar, Horner & Handel

Just three years shy of his 100th birthday, Oscar hoisted himself off his slab to stand at attention one more time this Sunday evening at…

Baby Bach Will Be Heard

Even frivolous fictional characters have found a convenient whipping boy in the youngest son of J. S. Bach. The late, lamented Dr. Peter Schickele’s send-up…

LVIII Forever

At last, the Super Bowl made it to Paradise.  There, a glittering being appeared, ethereal, ever-loving. She could sing like an Angel because she was…

The House of Usher

The night that word came through that Usher would be headlining the Super Bowl halftime show this year, you had a dream that you were…

Concourse Contours: Satchmo & the Max Roach Centenary

Louis Armstrong’s trumpet sighs and pleads in counterpoint with the airport announcements. The melody is barely audible but still unmistakable above the thunderous whisper of…

The Great Wave

Bainbridge Island, Washington. It was 1973. I was eight years old and Hollywood was into disaster movies. Somehow, I fibbed my way with a friend…

Maestro Mania

The essential trait shared by creators of movies and symphonies is vanity. Neither form of expression would exist without the unshakeable belief of the director…

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