Accurate scholarship IS the offence – or part of it. The
Devil’s part.
As I walked out one summer’s morning… Those who got away.
Faust was in Parma – in the Busoni version. Which is so
broody and amorphous that I cannot get through it.
I am stranded at the Court
of Parma.
Would it be possible to write a book about fakes which ignored the fact that they were fakes? Which
fakes might have changed history? For irony is essentially the art of taking
the false seriously.
(How this little idea brightens up my day! – Rather like the
idea of the deliberate mistranslation: all that is po-faced.)
To imagine and to manage.
