excerpt from 'My Years With Pavlova' pp. 192 (129 words)
excerpt from 'My Years With Pavlova' pp. 192 (129 words)
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It was through this that I discovered the ‘New World’, a kind of Luna Park with many kinds of theatres. A Javanese theatre with Arjuna and his white-faced clown attendants (whose origin is said to antecede the Hindu civilisation of Java), and a Chinese theatre. I had never seen a Chinese theatre before. The proscenium was very unprepossessing, and had illustrated advertisements for plumbing! I was not very impressed with the performance of the actors, but the cymbal-player has always remained a vivid, I might say vibrant, memory. How he crashed those brazen discs, with all his heart and soul; it is not only the sound that echoes in my ears, but the movement of the player as he gave every ounce of energy to his task. |
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