Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls; it’s not often we get, in a single effort, to maul no less than three of the venerable arts, and indeed three old Masters. Today, however, with the summer sun warming the pitch, the umpires at tea and not a cloud in the circus maximus, we find ourselves privileged to misinterpret the august personages of…… Ludwig von Beethoven, Count Lev Nikolayevich (Leo to his mates) Tolstoy and René François Xavier Prinet [pause for spectator applause – and a Mexican wave]
If the history books are to be relied upon, Ludwig is responsible for starting the whole thing by dashing off a tune called the Kreutzer Sonata, which saw the first light of day circa 1803. Tolstoy couldn’t be left out of it and in 1889, named his rather lively novella after Beethoven’s effort and got himself into a lot of hot water with the Russian authorities who promptly censored it.
The novella, in turn, prompted Prinet, in 1901, to knock out the following artwork – also calling it Kreutzer Sonata – which is an admission that he was either not as creative in the naming department as we’d have liked, or he was hoping to ride on the coat tails of his famous predecessors. You can be the judge of that – we’re just here to rip their reputations to shreds.