By Ann McCutchan
Drawing on 5 years of analysis and good over a hundred interviews with scholars, colleagues, and kin of flutist Marcel Moyse, writer McCutchan distills a fair, very important portrait of this charismatic, complicated, and occasionally confusing guy.
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Through the whole length of the room ran four rows of parallel beams to carry the driving straps, and two-hundred-fifty horse-power was transmitted Page 24 through them to an infinity of machines that stood rank and filethe laurel-crowned army of modern civilization ready for new victories. 1 The thousands of people that jammed the Exposition opening 6 May were so excited they lost all sense of propriety. Normally refined folk rudely jostled one another to gain advantage in the long lines; elegant bowler hats and expensive hair combs flew about like debris in a windstorm.
When the means are adequate and honest, they justify the end. (It reminds me of a nice story about Mozart: Once, he was sitting at the keyboard, playing very low notes with his left hand and top notes with his right hand. He then asked his friends how he could play a middle note at the same time. When no answer came, he played it with his nose! ) I cannot write of my father without thinking of his pipes. They were part of his lifestyle. All were bought in St. Claude, fifty miles east of St. Amour, toward the Swiss border.
On the summer day I explored St. Amour, I forgot what century it was. If the village treasury were overflowing, the citizens would surely erect a statue of Marcel Moyse. He is, after all, their most famous son, the orphan boy who made good. In the 1970s they renamed the town square in his honor. On the north side of the Place Marcel Moyse sits the grand, fadingly functional Hôtel du Commerce where Moyse, as an elderly man, stayed during his annual summer visits. Henri Grevot, the town bandmaster emeritus, lives in a house on the Place opposite the hotel, close to a group of trees where a taxi idles between trips to the railroad station less than a mile away.