In the late 1950’s Fannia and I were living in New York and tended to go
regularly to the ballet. I was not and have never become a true ballet fan (a
balletomaniac), but we certainly became fans of Balanchine and went often to
see his ballets.
The subject comes up, because in a fairly recent issue of the NYReview appears a long article on his Serenade. I mostly don’t read about
ballet, but I read this piece by Jennifer Homans from beginning to end,
surprised all the way through, how her account evoked my recollections of the
Tchaikovsky score.
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