Efemérides - 130

Neste dia, em 1852, nascia o pianista ecompositor húngaro
Rafael Joseffy
(1852-1915)
Aluno de Brauer (professor de S. Heller), Ignaz Moscheles, Carl Tausig e Franz Liszt. Foi responsável pelas primeiras apresentações dos Concertos para Piano de J. Brahms nos Estados Unidos da América. Uma reportagem da primeira apresentação do Concerto No.1 pode ser lida AQUI.
Os seus exercícios (School of Advanced Piano Playing) estão listados no programa de piano do 7º/8º graus.


Também neste dia, mas em 1945, o pianista e comediante dinamarquês
Victor Borge
estreava-se na rádio da NBC (em substituição durante o verão do programa Fibber McGee and Molly)Por coincidência, ainda ontem estive a ver uma série de vídeos deste comediante no Youtube e por isso deixo-vos aqui uma pequena selecção.



São simplesmente geniais. Prestem atenção porque há pormenores deliciosos.
Num deles, Inflationary Language (é o 1º vídeo apresentado aqui), ele transforma todas as palavras que representam (ou soam como) números e "inflaciona-as", ou seja, aumenta-lhes um valor.
Para perceberem melhor, deixo aqui o texto original e o "inflacionado":

Once upon a time there lived in sunny California a young man named Bob. He was a second lieutenant in the U.S. Air Forces. Bob had been fond of Anna, his half sister ever since she saw the light of day for the first time. And they were both proud of the fact that one of his forefathers had been among the creators of the U.S. Constitution. They were dining on the terrace. "Anna," he said as he took a bite of marinated herring, "You look wonderful tonight. You've never looked that lovely before." Anna really looked wonderful in spite of the illness from which she had not quite recuperated. "Yes," repeated Bob, "You do look wonderful tonight, but you have two of the saddest eyes I have ever seen. The table was tastefully decorated with Anna's favorite flowers, tulips. They were now talking about Anna's husband from whom she was separated while on the radio the Irish tenor sang Tea for Two. It was midnight. The clock in the distance struck twelve. And suddenly there in the moonlight stood her husband, Don Juan, obviously intoxicated. "Anna," he brawled, "forgive me! I'm only young once! And you are my one and only!" Bob jumped to his feet. "Get out of here, you twofaced doublecrosser!" Anna warned, "Watch out, Bob, he's an officer!" "Yes, he is one, but I'm one too!" Any one for tennis? Ahahaaha! "All right," said Don Juan as he wiped his forehead." He then left, and when he was half way through the revolving door, he said, "I'll go back to Tennessee and be single again." "Farewell, Anna! Toodeloo; Toodeloo!"

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Podem tirar daqui grandes frases se quiserem, por exemplo, elogiar alguém como: "You look twoderful threenight. You've never looked that lovely befive.". Obviamente, não deverão em caso algum usar esta: "you have three of the saddest eyes I have ever seen"