The Old Masters – re-interpreted 83

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.

MILLS & BOON Extract: "With a sudden movement, Victor Steele swept Priscilla up in his arms and planted his lips firmly upon hers; and trapped her heaving bosom to his manly chest.... It was that, or endure another excruciating repeat of Greensleeves"

MILLS & BOON Extract:
“With a sudden movement, Victor Steele swept Priscilla up in his arms and planted his lips firmly upon hers; and trapped her heaving bosom to his manly chest…. It was that, or endure another excruciating repeat of Greensleeves”

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About Freud Fission Chips

Despite the banality of the name, FFC has led an intensely varied life. Grateful for surviving almost three years as a 'troepie' (soldier for non-South African Readers) in the Angolan war, he determined to wring as much out of life as possible. Currently providing Business Analysis services, trading on the stock market and developing web pages to pay the bills, FFC also dabbles in wildlife, landscape and people photography, writing, and far too many interests for his own good. He has also travelled extensively in southern Africa (working on the sound theory that a moving target is more dificult to hit). These peregrinations also include over 1500kms on foot through some of the worlds most spectacular scenery. It hasn't all been plain sailing, beer and skittles, and endless beds of roses... Chief amongst the prerequisites for surviving Africa, with its mind-bending characteristics, is an appropriate sense of humour.... So, for now, he will be recounting the amusing among the annoying, the frustrating wrapped in the funny and extracting the mirth from the melancholy... Oh yes, there might be some alliteration too.
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