Tuesday, 30 March 2010

Glenn Gould

SO last.fm has totally been recommending artists to me, as it should. Among suggestions such as Friendly Fires, The xx, The Clash, Dan Black, Ra Ra Riot and Yeasayer, was Glenn Gould.

Of course, I hear you say, BUT he is just a pianist.

WELL, let's see if Wikipedia has anything to say on the subject:
"As a teenager, Gould wrote chamber music and piano works in the style of the Second Viennese school of composition. His only significant work was the String Quartet, Op. 1, which he finished when he was in his 20s, and perhaps his cadenzas to Beethoven's Piano Concerto No. 1, which can be heard on his recording of the piece and have recently been recorded by the German pianist Lars Vogt."

SNAP!

And as always, no photos from when he was old.


Mmm piano...

Sunday, 28 March 2010

Lennox Berkeley.

I FOUND ONE! I FOUND ONE!
Long had I thought that we had so thoroughly plundered the troves of musical babe-ness that there could not possibly be anyone left to post. Our fount of attractive males had finally been sucked dry. (LOL)
Sure, particularly fastidious bloggers have kept this blog chugging along, but not with any really WOW WATABABEALICIOUSBABE composers.
I wanted a "POW" and I was getting a fizzle.
The end of this fabulous blog seemed imminent to me (although most people will tell you that's because I'm such a cynical doomsayer that I feel like everything ever is coming to and end and we're all going to die over the smallest things)

Then I saw this guy:

and I knew everything was going to be ok.

Man. I am so into this particular photo of this guy. I don't even know much about him, except that he wrote a piece that's in the series 16 grade 6 AMEB piano book. I don't even know what that piece sounds like, because there's a variations on a theme by Paganini that looked like more fun so I played that instead. BUT. What I do know is that I'm a mega fan of his adorable floppy hair. His eyes. His lips. His nose. The things I would do to him if he wasn't so old and dead and British. Man oh man oh man.

Excuse me a minute.

Saturday, 27 March 2010

Gaetano Donizetti

I found a couple of photos of this guy.







Then I went on his wiki (oh, shush you) and just KEPT FINDING MORE.








And all these pieces are listed as being "arguably his most recognisable" and I recognise NONE.








However, I do recognise that he is a BABE with the most remarkable hair I have EVER SEEN.




Pin curls, ftw. Also: ten points for underbeard.

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Helmüt Bornefeld

Things I know about this man:

1. He has an umlaut. Good work, son.

2. He has a tophat. Again, top marks.

3. He has a cravat. And an umbrella. HD+. Yes, I just made that up.

4. He was born on the same day C.P.E. Bach died, a mere one hundred and eighteen years after the fact. COINCIDENCE?

5. He has his head at a jaunty angle. Slightly cocky, mostly enigmatic. Points.

6. He wrote a collection of pieces called
"Im Dutzend billiger, 12 harml
ose Stüke" which apparently means something along the lines of
"Cheaper by the Dozen, 12 Harmless Pieces". Excellence.

7. He was in the back of a flute duets score which I flicked open desperately,
hoping to find a babelicious composer, because we hadn't had a post in
OVER A MONTH and I felt like a bad mother.

Fin.

Sunday, 21 February 2010

Carl Nielsen

Carl Nielsen, I know very little about you. I was leafing through some old books, trying to find a composer we haven't already perved on (though we're just a little bit guilty of repeating ourselves), and I found you. And I think you're just a little bit cute. You're also Danish, which is pretty swell, and your charming mug is on the hundred kroner note.

You also remind me of someone, and I can't quite pinpoint who. But I like your jacket and overcoat combo, and your middle distance stare. And I think that's quite enough.

Monday, 15 February 2010

Toby Jailbait

I'm here to prove a point.

See Figure 1, below.



This is Toby Jailbait, who wrote some music for "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy", which I'm supposed to watching right now, but I'm a bit cider-y and distracted and I'd really rather watch "Porn" which I bought for $8 tonight, but that's beside the point.

So, this guy, I mean, he's not really epic babe material, but he's not so bad. The facial hair's ok, he's got a fairly decent cleft chin (points), I enjoy what he's doing with his receding hairline, the staring off into middle distance thing is vaguely interesting and mysterious etc.

HOWEVER.



This picture gives further evidence to my theory that everyone is more attractive when they're jailbait (further investigation into the attractiveness-giving potential of whether or not it's legal to tap that, including underage and family-members, are in the bagpipe-line). I mean, he's no Schubert, but he's definitely that bit babe-ier for appearing with a (somewhat scratched) piano. Let's all just ignore the ring on his left ring finger, shall we?

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

God[ard].



Benjamin Godard was a weedy little French man who died of tuberculosis.
Tough break, man.
However, he had nice eyes.
Also he wrote some pretty music, or something.
You know.