George Gershwin once made a home movie of Arnold Schoenberg grinning in a suit on his tennis court in Beverly Hills but, sadly, never filmed one of their weekly matches. According to one observer, the composer of ‘I Got Rhythm’ played with languid strokes in a ‘nonchalant and chivalrous’ manner against the ‘choppy, over eager’ strokes of the creator of Erwartung.
That figures. But how odd that the two men should be friends and passionate admirers of each other’s work. Gershwin paid for the first recording of Schoenberg’s gnarliest string quartet, the Fourth; when the younger man died, Schoenberg described him as ‘a great composer’ and expressed ‘the deepest grief for the deplorable loss to music’. Few people would disagree – but it’s curious that Schoenberg, reliably mean-spirited about other composers, should be so drawn to Gershwin.
In his youth he had abandoned Judaism for Protestantism and declared that he was fighting for the hegemony of German culture over that of the ‘Latin and Slav’.
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