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GG( Long): Review of Ostwald book



This review appears in today's Washington Post and can be found at 
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The Gould Variations

                         By Ted Libbey

                         Sunday, September 14, 1997; Page X01
                         The Washington Post 

                         GLENN GOULD

                         The Ecstasy and Tragedy of Genius

                         By Peter F. Ostwald

                         Norton. 368 pp. $29.95

                         PICTURE a musical artist so extraordinarily
                         gifted, and so different from any who had
                         gone before him, that in a performing career
                         lasting less than a decade he could come to
                         be regarded as a legend. Picture one so
                         fascinating -- in his interests as well as
                         his foibles -- so troubled, self-absorbed,
                         self-destructive and, above all, so oddly
                         cryptic in his dealings with the rest of the
                         world that in the decade and a half since his
                         death he could inspire more people to write
                         about him than any other musician of his
                         generation save one: Elvis Presley. Picture
                         all of that and you begin to see why Glenn
                         Gould, the Canadian pianist who retired from
                         concertizing in 1964, at the age of 31, and
                         died a recluse in 1982, lives on like Elvis
                         in the hearts and minds of many music lovers.

                         The latest book to come our way on the
                         subject, Glenn Gould: The Ecstasy and Tragedy
                         of Genius, is also, sadly, the last book that
                         will ever come from the pen of Peter Ostwald,
                         who died in 1996 shortly after completing it.
                         Ostwald was a thoroughly competent violinist
                         according to a colleague of mine who actually
                         played with him, but his vocation was
                         medicine, specifically psychiatry. Born in
                         Berlin, trained in New York, he later became
                         the founder and director of the Health
                         Program for Performing Artists at the
                         University of California. As a musically
                         literate member of the medical profession, of
                         which there are many, Ostwald had a
                         particular interest in the intersection of --
                         I hesitate to say connection between --
                         neurosis and creativity or artistic
                         accomplishment. Prior to writing this
                         psychobiography of Gould, he had produced an
                         important study of Robert Schumann, entitled
                         Schumann: The Inner Voices of a Musical
                         Genius, as well as a biographical portrait of
                         Vaslav Nijinsky.

                         The new book marks a major advance in our
                         understanding of one of the 20th century's
                         most significant performing artists. Its
                         underlying thesis is that what made Gould a
                         great pianist -- an exceptionally strong
                         mother-son bond formed at the piano and
                         expressed through music -- was also what made
                         him a psychic cripple for his entire life,
                         incapable of dealing with emotion outside the
                         realm of music, unable to form close personal
                         relationships, anxious, afraid -- of crowds,
                         travel, germs, anger -- obsessively,
                         hypochondriacally concerned with symptoms of
                         disease, and constantly in need of
                         controlling his immediate physical
                         environment.

                         As such, what was clearly meant to be a
                         volume celebrating the pianist's genius and
                         uniqueness contains, as part of its message
                         and in spite of Ostwald's evident devotion to
                         him, a serious and ultimately saddening
                         critique of Gould's personality. One of
                         Gould's worst features was his habit of
                         discarding friends and acquaintances when
                         they challenged him or ceased to be of
                         practical use to him. Ostwald belonged to
                         that group, but there is not a shred of
                         vindictiveness here. What seems to have
                         bothered Ostwald most -- not surprisingly, in
                         view of his professional bias -- was Gould's
                         refusal to seek psychiatric counseling at any
                         time in his life, although on several
                         occasions reported by Ostwald he was subtly
                         encouraged to do so.

                         Ostwald's account of Gould's life introduces
                         many new elements to the picture. It
                         incorporates firsthand reminiscences from
                         family, friends and colleagues, as well as
                         documentary information not previously
                         unearthed. It also offers a number of telling
                         insights into Gould's psychological makeup
                         that help us understand the artist as well as
                         the man. The opening chapters, in which
                         Ostwald recalls his first meeting with Gould,
                         and the closing one, a gripping account of
                         Gould's final week of life, are particularly
                         fine. In them, Ostwald is as engrossing a
                         writer as any who has tried his hand at
                         biography. About their meeting Ostwald writes
                         that Gould "obviously loved to talk and to
                         hear himself talk -- a brilliant monologue
                         about orchestras he had played with,
                         conductors he liked, his favorite composers,
                         all delivered in densely constructed
                         sentences with numerous imbedded clauses.
                         Words flowed out of him with unabashed
                         vitality, making it difficult to interrupt.
                         Not that one would want to stop a musician
                         who possessed such a razor-sharp intellect
                         and spun out words as delectably as he played
                         music."

                         But much in the middle of the book -- devoted
                         to Gould's childhood and adolescence, his
                         astonishingly brief career as a concert
                         artist and the years after his "retirement"
                         when he was involved in radio work for the
                         Canadian Broadcasting Company -- is not so
                         good. Ostwald's voice disappears into a
                         procession of unedited or barely edited
                         transcripts of interviews and conversations,
                         which tend to sound alike after a while and
                         rarely penetrate to the depths he has shown
                         us he's capable of reaching. The narrative
                         becomes choppy, and our sense of being in
                         personal contact with the subject is lost.
                         Admittedly, Ostwald is being more honest than
                         most biographers. Since he did not know Gould
                         during much of this time -- indeed, nobody
                         really knew Gould, at any time -- he can be
                         forgiven for stepping back and writing less
                         personally, more clinically.

                         In the end, the Glenn Gould who will be
                         known, the only one who can be known, is the
                         pianist of the recordings made between 1955
                         and 1980. His is the presence behind those
                         remarkable accounts of the Brahms intermezzi,
                         which Gould himself described as "sexy" and
                         which I find almost unbearably depressing. He
                         is the thinker behind those anti-heroic
                         readings of the Beethoven sonatas, the spirit
                         within some of the most illuminating and
                         controversial Bach ever played. Ever the
                         narcissist, Gould found his perfect companion
                         in the piano -- it said only what he wanted
                         it to say and never spoke back. Ultimately,
                         as Ostwald undoubtedly knew, it is the same
                         piano that will be Gould's most sympathetic
                         biographer.

                         Ted Libbey is a commentator for National
                         Public Radio and author of "The NPR Guide to
                         Building a Classical CD Collection."

                         A SELECT GLENN GOULD DISCOGRAPHY

                         *Bach, "Goldberg Variations" [recorded 1955].
                         Sony Classical SMK 52594 [mono]

                         *Bach, "The Well-tempered Clavier, Book I."
                         Sony Classical SM2K 52600 [2CDs]

                         *Beethoven, "Piano Concerto No. 5 in E flat,
                         Op. 73" ("Emperor"). Toronto Symphony
                         Orchestra/Karel Ancerl, cond. Sony Classical
                         SMK 52687 [w. Strauss: Burleske]

                         *Brahms, "Late Piano Pieces" [10 Intermezzi
                         from Op. 76 and Opp. 116-118, recorded 1960].
                         Sony Classical SM2K 52651 [2 CDs; w.
                         Ballades, Op. 10 and Rhapsodies, Op. 79]

                         *Schoenberg, "Piano Works." Sony Classical
                         SM2K 52664 [2 CDs]

                         -- Ted Libbey

                         A SELECT GLENN GOULD DISCOGRAPHY

                         *Bach, "Goldberg Variations" [recorded 1955].
                         Sony Classical SMK 52594 [mono]

                         *Bach, "The Well-tempered Clavier, Book I."
                         Sony Classical SM2K 52600 [2CDs]

                         *Beethoven, "Piano Concerto No. 5 in E flat,
                         Op. 73" ("Emperor"). Toronto Symphony
                         Orchestra/Karel Ancerl, cond. Sony Classical
                         SMK 52687 [w. Strauss: Burleske]

                         *Brahms, "Late Piano Pieces" [10 Intermezzi
                         from Op. 76 and Opp. 116-118, recorded 1960].
                         Sony Classical SM2K 52651 [2 CDs; w.
                         Ballades, Op. 10 and Rhapsodies, Op. 79]

                         *Schoenberg, "Piano Works." Sony Classical
                         SM2K 52664 [2 CDs]

                         -- Ted Libbey 

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          are two equally convenient solutions; both
          dispense with the necessity of reflection.

                              - Jules Henri Poincare
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