excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 11 June 1924' pp. 67-68 (56 words)
excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 11 June 1924' pp. 67-68 (56 words)
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My headache cleared up and in the evening I once again attended Diaghilev's production of Biches. This time the tunes lodged themselves in my ears and were hummable, but this does not demonstrate true melodic invention: he has simply taken now-forgotten but once-fashionable tangos languishing on the shelf on account of their intrinsic meretriciousness and vacuity. |
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