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Thirty Two Short FIlms About Glenn Gould Script





My mother tells me

that by five years old...



l had decided definitively

to become a concert pianist.



l think she had decided

sometime earlier.



The story goes

that while l was in the womb...



she played the piano continuously

to give me a head start...



and evidently it paid off.



My mother was my first teacher

and l've never doubted her methods.



After all

she introduced me to Bach.



Oh good. Try another.



By the age of ten l had the first book

of The Well-Tempered Clavier...



pretty much under my belt.



Good. Oh that's good.



Very good.

Let's try one up at this end here.



My childhood was full of music

even at our cottage on Lake Simcoe.



Those days seem particularly idyllic

to me at least in retrospect.



- Go ahead.

- They were compared to my school days.



Eight-seven times twenty-three is--



At an early age l could read music

and memorize it on the spot.



ln fact l could read music

before l could read words.



l remember l used to play a game

with my mother...



where l would identify the chords she

played from the other side of the house.



People always seem to make a great deal

out of these early signs...



but they hardly constitute miracles

in my opinion.



l simply have a facility

with a certain kind of minutia.



- l always have.

-    times    equals     .



Eighty-seven times--



Eighty-seven times   

equals     .



Eighty-seven times   

equals     .



l often think how fortunate l was...



to have been brought up

in an environment...



where music was always present.



Who knows what would have

become of me otherwise?



lt's a question

l often ask myself...



but l've yet to come up

with an answer.



After all when we met for

the first time in a hotel in Toronto...



after having talked at length

several times over the phone...



or having written

to make our first appointment--



l met him the temperature was

ninety degrees it was very warm--



He was wearing a coat a hat

scarves and gloves--



A seemingly extravagant getup...



which in fact corresponded

exactly to the protection he needed...



against the outside world to protect

himself from what finally killed him--



Problems of germs

and blood pressure--



So let us say that the first vision...



one would have of such a person

was very surprising.



You could not avoid being surprised at

the sight of someone resembling a tramp.



But he walked into the hotel room

and stayed     hours straight.



No outside worry

food or anything...



interrupted the rapport

we were establishing.



The other striking thing

was his sense of humor...



his extraordinary ability to have fun

and offer ideas stimulating...



both because of their depth

and because they were fun.



So this slightly bizarre manner

which was the first thing you caught...



and which lasted for that brief instant

of the first meeting and then was over--



This disappeared very quickly to make

way for the real man that he was...



who was not trying to shock others.

He was just trying to express himself.



Mr. Gould to begin let me ask straight

out: Are there any off-limit areas?



l certainly can't think of any

apart from music of course.



Well Mr. Gould

l don't want to go back on my word.



Your participation in this interview

was never contractually confirmed...



but l assumed we'd spend the bulk of

the interview on music-related matters.



Do you think it's essential?



l mean my own personal philosophy

of interviewing--



and l've done quite a bit of it

on the air as perhaps you know--



is that the most illuminating

disclosures usually derive from areas...



only indirectly related

to the interviewee's line of work.



- For example?

- ln preparing radio documentaries...



l've interviewed a theologian

about technology...



a surveyor about William James...



and a housewife about acquisitiveness

in the art market.



But surely you've interviewed

musicians about music.



Well yes l have on occasion but only

to put them at ease with the mike.



But it's been far more instructive

to talk with Leopold Stokowski...



about the prospect for interplanetary

travel which is l'm sure you'll agree--



Let me ask this: ls there a subject

you'd particularly like to discuss?



What about native rights in Alaska?



Well l must confess l had a rather

more conventional line of attack...



so to speak in mind Mr. Gould.



As l'm sure you're aware the virtually

obligatory question about your career...



is the controversy you created by giving

up live concert performance at age    ...



and choosing to communicate

only through the media.



l do feel we must at least

touch on it.



As far as l'm concerned

it primarily...



involves moral

rather than musical considerations.



ln any case be my guest.



Now you've been quoted as saying

that your involvement with recording--



with media in general indeed

represents the future.



- That's correct.

- And conversely the concert stage...



the opera house or whatever

represent the past--



an aspect of your own past

in particular perhaps...



as well as in more general terms

music's past.



That's true.



l hope you'll forgive me for saying that

these ideas are only partly justified.



Also l feel that you

Mr. Gould have forgone...



the privilege that is rightfully yours

of communicating with an audience.



From a power base?



From a setting in which

the naked fact of your humanity...



is unedited and unadorned.



Couldn't l at least be allowed to

display the tuxedoed fallacy perhaps?



Please Mr. Gould we shouldn't allow

this conversation to degenerate.



l've tried to pose the question

in all candor and--



Well then

l'll try and answer likewise.



To me the ideal

audience-to-artist relationship...



is a one-to-zero relationship.



- That's the moral objection.

- Run that by me again?



First l'm not at all happy with words

like "public" and "artist"...



or the hierarchical implications

of that kind of terminology.



The artist should be

granted anonymity.



He should be permitted to operate

in secret as it were...



unconcerned with or better still

unaware of the marketplace's demands...



which demands given enough indifference

on the part of enough artists...



will simply disappear.



Given that disappearance the artist

will then abandon his false sense...



of public responsibility...



and his audience or "public"

will relinquish its...



- role of servile dependency.

- And never the twain shall meet.



No they'll make contact

but on a much more meaningful level.



Well Mr. Gould

l'm well aware that this sort of...



idealistic role swapping has

a certain rhetorical flourish.



The creative audience concept of which

you've spoken at length elsewhere...



has a kind

of McLuhan-esque fascination.



But you conveniently forget that

the artist however hermetic his life...



is still in effect

an autocratic figure.



He's still however benevolently

a social dictator...



and his public however generously

enfranchised by electronic options...



is still on the receiving end

of the experience.



All your neomedieval anonymity quest

on behalf of the "artist-as-zero"...



and all your vertical pan-culturalism on

behalf of his "public" won't change it.



May l speak now?



Of course. Sorry to get carried away.

But l do feel strongly about the--



- About the artist as Superman?

- That's not quite fair Mr. Gould.



Or about the interlocutor

as controller of conversation perhaps?



There's no need to be rude.



What about this?



lf you imagine that the artist--



Yes. That's right.






Toronto Canada?



lt should read as follows:



" Dear Walter. Stop.



Under the weather yesterday. Stop.



X-rays reveal chronic bronchitis--



Bronchitis in right lung. Stop.



Feeling as foggy

as it is outside. Stop.






lt would suit you perfectly. Stop.



Cannot and will not

leave this room. Stop. End."



Sir l am sorry to disturb

but we have a--



- From New York? Yes.

- Yes sir.



At last. Excellent. Thank you.



Yes that would be it indeed.

Could you read that back to me please?



Wait. Wait please stay.



"Concerts tomorrow and Monday

cancelled" not "can't sell."



That means

something entirely different.



Go ahead.






That's absolutely flawless. Could you

send it off immediately please?



Room     .



Thank you.



Salzburg to Stockholm Berlin...



Wiesbaden Florence

Tel AvivJerusalem...



and on the whole tour l'd say

there were maybe six good hotel rooms...



five comfortable beds

and at least three adequate pianos.



Some of these pianos were

so hopelessly unwieldy...



l decided it was best

just to ignore them.



lt required a kind of mystical

transcendence to get me through.



l have no idea

what the audience resorted to.



l'm not one of those piano freaks

you know. Of course...



l know there are people who would gladly

sit in the most uncomfortable chair...



with      other people

in uncomfortable chairs...



and listen to hours and hours

of the stuff...



but it's nothing l would ever

subject myself to.



l just don't like the sound

of piano music that much.



Five minutes Mr. Gould.



Yeah. Tell them to close the doors now.



Yeah l think he's ready now.

l told you go ahead. Here he comes.



This way Mr. Gould.



l didn't want to bother you now but

l'm not gonna be here after the show.



- Fine.

- Gary's gonna be here--



the guy with the short you know--

he's gonna pick you up.



And there is a reception after. l know

it's gonna be squaresville man...



but you'd make some gray-haired ladies

happy if you waltz through it one time.



l did wanna show you a schedule for

tomorrow. No don't bother with it now.



Don't think about it. But later

if you wanna change anything--



- l'm sure it's fine.

-you wanna see more of L.A.--



l'm gonna leave it on your dresser.



l think we should take the stairs.



Maybe we should.



Don't even think about it now.



- lt's a long way.

- lt certainly is.



lf it weren't for you l'd have been

dropping bread crumbs along the way.



- Mr. Gould?

- Of course.



- My wife has all of your records.

- Well...



tell your wife that she has

exceptional taste.



Also she's very lucky.



l'm never going to sign

one of these again.



How long have you worked

for this theater?



lt's been almost    years.



Thirty years? You must be near

retirement? lf you don't mind my asking.



- No. At the end of the season.

- What will you do after that?



- Well l have my garden.

- Yes?



l'm going to build

an arboretum.



- You know what that is?

- Yes l think so.



My best to your wife and garden.



Thank you.



What did he say?

What did he write?



"April          . Best of luck

on your new career. Glenn Gould--



The Final Concert."



l think that like all people

who try to justify their stand...



do what they want to do anyway...



yet still want to justify it

in a universal manner--



He too fell in this trap...



of somewhat exaggerating

the morality of his decision.



Of course in a way he was right.



ln an audience some hear better than

others some see better than others.



Sometimes in large churches people are

seated behind pillars and can't see.



Acoustics can be exaggerated.

You hear too much or too little...



the volume is too high

or the reverberation hurts the ears.



He is right.

lt's not always ideal.



But it's part of life.

For me it exists as a live element.



Personally l find Glen Gould's

life too... too artificial.



But as l said it's because l am not

in his league as a creator.



l cannot make a life for myself

on my own excluding everybody else...



and concentrating only on

this intellectual exercise.



And the physical-- Trying to

avoid drafts protected by a scarf...



not tolerating someone touching

my shoulder...



And at the same time

he loved going to fishing villages...



over the great--



The great distances that Canada offers.

He liked that.



He liked nature.

He liked natural men.



He liked the fisherman

much more than a New York audience.






Glenn we're ready for playback.



l'm gonna give it to you

without EQ-ing okay?



And all the levels are flat.



Ready in three two...






- Coffee?

- Yes. Yes.



l really shouldn't be

giving this to you you know.



lt's not very good for you.



You mean coffee in general

or your coffee?



No coffee and cream as a combination--

it's very bad for you.



- lt's dangerous.

- Where did you get this?



lt just sits in your stomach like--

like asphalt. l read it in a magazine.



The coffee from that machine is gonna

kill me anyway so a little cream--



Yeah you're one to talk.

l mean look at you.



You're falling apart there.

Now he could use some coffee.



Sugar on the other hand

is actually a very good combination.



lt actually helps the coffee do

what it's supposed to do. So--



The ltalian Concerto.



You know this is really good.



l really think

we have something here.



How was that?



l think there's something in that.

Let's hear it again.



l became Glenn Gould's chambermaid

because the other chambermaids...



who were mostly middle-aged ltalian and

Jamaican women were terrified of him.



They thought he was strange--

probably some sort of sexual deviant.



They just found him peculiar

because he was very eccentric.



When we were in Moscow in      

we stayed at the Canadian embassy...



and after the first concert...



we went back into our limousine which

had been loaned to us by the embassy.



At the end of the concert Glenn had

received a huge number of flowers...



and big pots of mums

and other flowers...



and as we got into the limousine

and sat down...



all the flowers had been piled up there

and we had barely room to sit.



Glenn said to me

"You know Walter...



it feels like we are driving

to our own funeral at this point."



This was his passion.



He really really wanted to start--



you know retire away

to Manitoulin lsland...



to buy a big hunk of it and bring every

unwanted animal in the world there.



There were numerous boxes--



l think one time l counted

a dozen boxes of arrowroot cookies...



sort of scattered about the room.



There were also

numerous bottles of ketchup.



lt was a very penetrating interview--



the most intelligent questions l think

l'd ever heard about the North...



from experts

laymen or anything else--



questions that required

rather long answers.



As l would start to speak

or make a point...



he would register his feelings

not by voice but by a smile...



but all the time he was

using his hands and conducting.



This might be slightly off-putting when

you're trying to think deep thoughts...



because l had no idea

what this was all about...



but he continuously was just

waving his arms...



and would sort of

bring up this idea and so on.



l was his orchestra for that hour.



So he decided to wear

this business suit...



and l discussed it with him

and l said "You know Glenn...



l'm not sure the public will understand

what you're trying to convey...



but if you want to do it

go ahead" which he did.



And he was probably the first artist

who went out on stage...



without what was considered then

the proper concert attire.



But he again was

in the forefront of change.



He used to wake up

at about  :   in the afternoon...



and to get himself awake

he used to phone people...



and l was one of those people

he phoned.



He'd talk about anything

you know.



He just wanted a listening board.



One night he called

and he was babbling on...



and it was probably   :  

in the morning something like that...



and he--

and l fell asleep.



As a matter of fact

before l fell asleep...



l had stretched out on the rug

and l had the phone there...



'cause l'd been sitting in the chair

and got tired so l stretched out.



He was talking talking talking

and l wasn't talking at all.



and l fell asleep.



The next thing l knew

my son had walked into the room...



and he was kicking me

on the soles of my feet.



He said "Wake up.

There's somebody on the phone."



lt was Glenn

and he was talking away.



l don't know

how long l had been sleeping...



but l didn't even remember

the sequence he was just--



The words were just pouring out.



The phone rang and as l picked it up

it was Glenn Gould on the other end.



He said " Hi this is Glenn Gould

and l feel like talking."



" Mario" he said "l came across the

most marvelous opera for your program."



l said "What is it?"

He said "You know Ernst Krenck?"



l said "Yes certainly."

He said...



"l've got

this marvelous opera by him."



He said "Wait l've got

the score here. l'll sing it to you."



So he sang this entire

one-act opera--



one-act two-scene opera--

over the telephone...



in his not-very-pleasant voice.



He was very much involved

with himself.



You know he didn't think

of what others had to--



what others had to do

or their responsibilities.



You know

he was consumed with--



with what he was doing

and his own things.



His will was that he left...



half of estate to the SPCA--



Society for the Prevention

of Cruelty to Animals--



and the other half

to the Salvation Army.



Yes! Getting      back from Ottawa...



to tune for the conservatory...



when l was phoned up about it...



l thought "Should l do this?"



l thought " No l'm going to do it

just for old-times' sake."



And when l got working on      again

and cleaned it up...



and tuned it and worked

on the action a bit...



it felt good.



So l guess l miss him.



l miss his intelligent comments...



and l miss listening

to his    questions...



not particularly to me but--



He was--

l'll tell you one thing.



Today l had a customer phone me up

and say...



"Can you come tomorrow

to tune my piano?"



Glenn Gould used to give me

two or three months notice...



and l respected that...



and l'm very thankful

for knowing him.



Hello Mr. Gould.

Do you want the usual?



Yes if you'd be so kind.



Yeah l agree. For instance

one time up by the reptile house--



you know where that is

up near Parry Sound--



l see this hippie-yippie type

thumbin' a ride.



Long hair out to here.



l figured l'd pick him up anyway--



keep me entertained for a while

'cause l'm goin' all night.



Keep me awake.



Only when l pick him up

it turns out it wasn't a hippie at all--



lt was a girl-- a young girl...



and l mean pretty

like you never seen.



So l says to her "What the hell you

doin' out here all by yourself eh?"



And a hundred miles down the road

l got her whole life story.



Seems like she had a fight

with her boyfriend.



They broke up.

Then she had a fight with her parents...



- and decided to run away from home--




generation gap

or whatever the hell it was.



Sit down. lt's not the right time

but l need to talk to you.



A hundred miles later

she's curled up next to me...



They are going to change my route.

l won't be coming this way anymore.



l looked down at this sweet little

   -year-old thing...



The same route for three years.

The change isn't so bad.



l turned my rig around

and l took her straight home--



Do you know how many times

l've come here? l've counted:     .



You should have seen the look

on her parents' face.



- Fifty bucks pal.

- They screwed us man.



Damn lmlach. We would have been

better off with Clancy.



Ohlman Anderson Ellis--

who needs 'em?



- lf we still had Maholovich--

- Yeah but you don't.



- You see there's a code l live by.

- Because it's over. l gotta go now.



- Montreal's gonna take it. Wanna bet?

- A strict ethical code. l believe it.



- So come on-- rack 'em up.

- You rack 'em up.



- l practice it.

- Okay ten bucks.



l never regret it

not a minute-- never.



No sir.



Okay Glenn l'm ready to start.



Yeah l'll give you the whole

thing from the top and when we get--



l'll just hit the "record"button

and you can start.



Are you all set? Here we go.



Stand by.



Ready? Here we go.



Three two--



l was fascinated by the country as such.

l flew north from Churchill...



to Coral Harbour on Southampton

lsland at the end of September.



Snow had begun to fall and the country

was freshly covered by it.



Some of the lakes

were frozen around the edges...



but toward the center of the lake you

could still see the clear clear water.



Flying over this country

you could look down and see...



various shades of green in the water

and you could see the lake bottoms...



and it was

a most fascinating experience.



l remember l was up in the cockpit

with the pilot...



and l was forever looking out

left and right...



and l could see ice floes

over Hudson Bay...



and l was always looking

for polar bears or seals to spot.



but unfortunately

there were none.



And as we flew along

the east coast of Hudson Bay--



- this flat country frightened me...

- l don't know. Let me say this again.



- l don't go for this northmanship.

- because it just seemed endless.



We just seemed going into nowhere.



And the further north we went

the more monotonous.



But l see it as a kind of a game--

this northmanship thing.



People say "Well were you

ever up at the North Pole?"



l say "l did

a dogsled trip of    days"...



and the other fellow says

"Well l did one of    days. "



Perhaps they would see themselves--



Sure the North's changed my life.

l can't conceive...



of anyone being

in close touch with the North...



whether he lived there all the time

or simply travelled it...



month after month

year after--



l can't conceive of such a person

being really untouched by the North.



When l left in      --

at least left the job--



lt was not like there was some

special merit some virtue...



to being in the North

or some special virtue...



in having been

with the primitive people.



You know what special virtue

is there in that?



lt is most diffiicult to describe.



lt was extreme observation.

This is very true.



l knew very well l could not go anywhere

except for a mile or two walking.



l always think of the long summer nights

when the snow had melted...



the lakes were open and the geese

and ducks had started to fly home.



During that time

the sun would set...



and when there was still

the last shimmer in the sky...



l would walk out

to one of those lakes...



and watch those ducks and geese

just fly around peacefully...



or sitting on the water...



and l felt that l was

almost part of that country--



part of that peaceful surrounding--

and l wished that it would never end.



This is Glenn Gould and this program is

called "The ldea of North."



Let's talk about the radio documentaries

you made for the CBC.



Two of your programs "The ldea

of North" and "The Latecomers"...



are both about the idea of solitude...



as it affects people living

in Northern Canada.



ln fact all of those programs deal

to some degree with solitude.



l've made five programs that have

taken     or     hours of studio time.



Number one was as you mentioned

"The ldea of North."



Two was " Latecomers."

Three was "Stokowski."



Four is one we're just mixing now

on Casals--



"Casals: A Portrait for Radio."



l'm doing one next year on Schoenberg

and there's one that's lain around...



for a year and a half.



lt's a program about the Mennonites

called "Quiet in the Land"...



and that's the ultimate

in community isolation.



So next l want to do a comedy

about an isolated man...



because l'm sick and tired

of all these profound statements.



Well radio itself is

a solitary experience.



Why does it interest you as a medium?



l'd like to deal with this

as sensibly as l can.



lt's a big question.

lt's an important question.



l don't know

what the effective ratio would be...



but l've always had

a sort of intuition...



that for every hour you spend

with other human beings...



you need X number of hours alone.



Now what that X represents

l don't really know--



whether it be two and seven-eighths

or seven and two-eighths--



but it's a substantial ratio.



Radio is something that's been

very close to me since l was a child...



something l listen to

virtually nonstop.



l mean it's wallpaper for me.



l sleep with the radio on

in fact.



Now l'm incapable of sleeping

without the radio on...



ever since l gave up Nembutal.



Does it affect your dreams?



Sure insofar as if there are

broadcasts on the hour...



l will pick up the bulletins

and dream them...



and in the morning if there's

a boat that's just gone down...



l'll think "Gee that was on odd dream

about the Titanic l had last night."



And l will have

of course gone through it.



Maybe your feelings about solitude

come from your Nordic temperament.



l think that's certainly part of it.

lt's always been an ambition of mine...



which l'll probably

never get around to realizing...



to spend at least one winter

north of the Arctic Circle.



Anyone can go there in the summer

when the sun is up...



but l want to go there

when the sun is down l really do...



and so help me

l'm going to do it one of these times.



l've been saying this

for five or six years now...



and every year

the schedule gets in the way.



Well l hope you do.

Thank you very much Mr. Gould.



Mr. Gould thank you

for the interview yesterday.



l would just like some

further clarification if l may.



That's good. Where am l?



Okay here we are.



Now if it's really true

that you attach little importance...



to the actual technique

of playing the piano...



how is it that you have managed

to attain such a level of skill at it?



Well that is to say

don't you think it's depressing...



for all the young pianists

of the world to know this?



l really want to thank you

from the bottom of my heart...



for arranging for me to have

this chance to interview you finally.



And before we begin the interview...



l also want to give you

a great big thank you...



on behalf of all of our readers.



These are tough questions.

They're gonna come up.



People are gonna watch the play.

They're gonna ask me.



Glenn Gould is apparently incredibly

interested in technology...



but really wasn't technology

just a reason...



or a way for him

to keep the world at arm's length?



lt's just a big smoke screen

isn't it?



Let me ask you this:



What is Glenn Gould really like

when he's not in the studio?



l mean what do you like to do when

you're outside of a recording booth?



What kind of lifestyle do you lead?



Mr. Gould you are a perfectionist

when it comes to recording.



So why is it when you are recording

you place little importance...



on whether you have a piano with

noisy works or a chair that squeaks?



Why when you seem obsessed

with this idea of musical perfection...



do you hum as you play?






l forgot the question.



l mean what aspect of your life...



has nothing to do...



with-- with-with...



anything that has to do with...



classical musical music?



Years ago you said that you were gonna

leave public performance...



because you wanted to compose...



and we've waited

and the years have passed...



and there's no body of work--

l mean musically speaking--



and people are waiting.



How do you feel about all that?



Would you teach me piano?



What about children?

l mean have you thought about that?



What do you look for in a woman?



Or maybe l should just say

what are you waiting for?



One more question if l may

out of curiosity.



Why do you insist

on conducting interviews by phone?



Mr. Gould you stated that in

our culture there are economic...



and social forces at play

which have already rendered...



concert halls obsolete.

Furthermore you expected...



these halls to disappear

by the year     .



ln which way does this statement

allow you to look anew...



upon the mechanics and the economy

of the music market...



and on the subservience of

the artist to this system?



Well um--






l know.

You left the concert platform.



lt's been talked about

it's been explained...



all the reasons

but when you think about it...



on the day that it happened

it was about fear wasn't it?



While you consider this new

cultural order as the emancipation...



of the artist it seems in my opinion

that this vision encourages...



a techno-hegemony and

the exploitation of the artist...



by capitalistic mega-structures

don't you think?



l've asked you about your music

l've asked you about your family...



l've asked you about your children

what you had for dinner...



l've asked you what you do

when you go to a movie.



Mr. Gould you've stated...



that the concert hall is becoming...



more and more

of an economic liability...



but that you foresee this problem

rectifying itself by the year     .






Okay fine.



Are you homosexual?



Why didn't you answer my calls?



Why did you stop calling me?



You know l am deeply in love

with a certain beautiful girl.



l asked her to marry me

but she turned me down...



but l still love her more

than anything in the world...



and every minute l can spend with her

is pure heaven.



But l don't want to be a bore...



and if l can only get her to tell me

when l could see her it would help.



She has a standing invitation to let me

take her anywhere she'd like to go...



anytime but it seems to me

she never has time for me.



Please if you see her

ask her to let me know...



when l can see her

and when l can--



Sheik Ahmed Zaki Yamani arrived

in Ottawa today to begin...



a series of discussions across Canada

about the future of oil pricing.



- The powerful Saudi oil minister--

- Howie thanks for holding.



lt's me your fairy godmother.

You just cleared    grand in your sleep.



       Texas Gulf at   . Call me

and let me know how the options open.



Sorry sir. What's on the recommender?

Play it safe.



l'm sticking with the big one.

Oil that is black gold Texas tea.



Across the board: Gulf Dome Petrofina.

Take your pick hold on for the ride.



We're going through the roof here.

l'm looking at     by the bell. Okay.



Sotex Resources?

No never heard of it.



Yeah l'll check the charts.



Yeah but again

l'm telling you oil right now...



is as close to a sure thing as we got in

this business and it's crazy to sell.



Sotex. No.



Got nothing on it. Sounds risky to me.

You want it you got it.



- Who's that? Who is it?

- Glenn Gould.



l'll just ask you to remember

in the days and weeks ahead...



this was your bright idea.



That's my job. Later.



- The piano player?

- Yeah Glenn Gould the piano player.



Okay got a buy for you:

       STX Gould.



- What's the special of the day?

- Canstar Oil and Gas.



- Eleven and three quarters.

- Mr. Mackie lunched with the minister.



There's an incentive program

in the air.



- Well l don't buy it.

- He's in for    thou.



The Pormack brothers are in tight with

the Saudis. They've mopped up all week.



So as long as this embargo holds--



- lt's going up up and away.

- Anything else Mr. Gould?



Yes l'll have a cup of coffee

and a telephone.



- Everybody's buying.

- l'm afraid l can't agree.



What do you mean?

Do you know something?



l had a small word with Sheik Yamani's

bodyguard at the airport and--



- And what?

- Now...



this one has to be kept

strictly between you and me.



STX-- Sotex Resources?

Never heard of it.



The sheik has and he's about to deliver

them a major explorations contract.



This is entirely entre nous.

This is just between you and me.



Sotex? Hang on one second.



- Here it is.

- Little stock called Sotex. Hear of it?



Sotex ten and a third.

Get me       shares.



Mines natural resources

stuff from up north you know.



Listen Sheik Yamani is very interested

in this company.



The TSE dropped    points as a result

of this morning's announcement...



and the Dow fell back

an alarming     points.



One of the few bright spots

in the midst of this doom and gloom...



was a tiny company

called Sotex Resources...



which closed at    . .



Ten and a quarter. Ditch it for

Christ's sake. What are you waiting for?



Yeah Howie unfortunately

we are looking at a bit of a dip.



Down     points. Well that's the way

the game works. You know the risk.



Sotex? Sure.

You want a piece?



Look what do you want me to say?



You lost l lost everybody lost.

Take it up with OPEC.



Whatever you say Glenn.



You know l have to confess you were my

only client who made a buck last week.



And a pretty good one too.

Hey listen you gave up touring.



Maybe you should give up playing piano

altogether and just play the market.



That's right a virtuoso.



Yeah l'll talk to you soon.



Piano player.




companionably reclusive...



socially unacceptable

alcoholically abstemious...



tirelessly talkative

zealously unzealous...



spiritually intense

minimally turquoise...



maximally ecstatic loon...



seeks moth or moths

with similar equalities...



for purposes of telephonic seduction...



Tristan-esque trip-taking--




Tristan-esque trip-taking...



and permanent flame-fluttering.



No photos required.

Financial status immaterial.



All ages and noncompetitive

vocations considered.



Applicants should furnish cassettes

of sample conversation...



notarized certification

of marital disinclination...



references re: low-decibel

vocal consistency...



"itinery" and--



itinerary and sample receipts...



from previous successfully completed

out-of-town moth flights.



All submissions treated confidentially.

No paws need apply.



The auditions

for all promising candidates...



will be conducted to

and on Anaton Penisend Newfoundland."



Toronto Star Classified.

Good afternoon.



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of tension and anxiety.



Avoid using this medication

in conjunction with antidepressants.



Trifluoperazine;:an antipsychotic...



prescribed for moderate to severe

depression and anxiety.



This medication may cause

an inability to sleep.



Do not take in conjunction

with barbiturates.



Like other barbiturates...



pentobarbital acts by interfering

with nerve impulses to the brain.



Long-term use

may result in addiction.



Side effects include

drowsiness lethargy...



and a general allergic reaction.



Librax is most commonly used...



to soothe the anxiety often associated

with gastrointestinal disorders.



The effects of Librax

may be inhibited...



by certain medications used in

the treatment of high blood pressure.



Aldomet is used to control

high blood pressure.



A mild sedative effect or transient

headache are possible side effects.



Aldomet will increase the effectiveness

of other antihypertensives.



Clonidine acts in the brain...



by causing the dilation

of certain blood vessels.



Side effects include drowsiness

dizziness headache and fatigue.



lndocin;:a nonsteroidal agent...



used to treat various forms

ofjoint and muscle inflammation.



lt can produce

severe stomach upsets...



rashes itching

and even a ringing in the ears.






an antihypertensive used in

the treatment of high blood pressure.



Side effects include headache

restlessness and a depressed sex drive.



Septra;:an anti-infective used to treat

infections of the urinary tract.



May cause itching rashes

drug-fever or arthritis-like pain.




a nonnarcotic pain reliever...



can lead to drug dependence

or addiction.



lnteraction with phenylbutazone

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an anti-inflammatory...



often used to treat pain

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Prolonged use may lead

to excessive water retention.



Chlorothiazide;:a diuretic used in

the treatment of high blood pressure...



or in situations where it is necessary

to rid the body of excess water.



Avoid using in conjunction with drugs

that have a stimulant effect.




an anti-gout medication.



A major side effect is exhaustion

and a desire to sleep.



Avoid tasks

that require concentration.



He didn't talk to me

about drugs very much...



except these instances

when he would excuse himself...



and then-- it was interesting.



Of course there was a bathroom

in this hotel suite...



and l asked him

if l could use the bathroom.



These sessions went on for six

and seven hours and so l did--



l remember going in there and seeing

lined up on the wall...



all these different bottles

and l came out and l said--



l said "Glenn surely you're

not taking all this stuff are you?"



He said "Well no not all at once"

and sort of laughed.



l don't understand that in him.



l never understood that and he--



l didn't have the feeling

that he was acting in a--



in a way that had been produced

by a drug.



He was neither speeding

nor was he sort of you know...



not in control of his

any kinds of anything.



And here was this lineup of bottles.



Mr. Gould we've covered

a lot of the topics...



that l wanted to cover with you.



But could we perhaps move on

to some of the more personal questions?



Tell me do you believe

in the supernatural...



or in ESP?



You know no one's ever

asked me that before.



Do l believe in the supernatural?

Of course.



Yes... and no.



That is to say...



l don't hold with this notion...



that one's mind can be read

like a book...



or some such thing.



But that there are...



certain inexplicable coincidences

in the world...



seems to me patently obvious.



Have you ever experienced

any of those coincidences?



Could you tell me about it?



Yes several times...



the oddest being when l was

very young-- nine years old.



l should preface this by saying...



that l've always been fascinated

by dreams...



and the kind of feeling...



that they leave one with.



There's a certain horrible feeling...



tragic sense of loss...



that one can derive only from a dream.



Anyway at this time...



l was about nine years old--



Pardon me.



About nine years old

and l had this peculiar dream...



in which l saw myself covered

with red spots.



The next morning

when l mentioned it to my mother...



she'd had exactly the same dream.



Now at that time

there was no hint of measles...



no epidemic no worry of any kind...



so the dream certainly

couldn't have been affected...



by any external common suggestion.



And yet four days later

l got the measles.



Very interesting.

Tell me continuing...



what do you believe

regarding afterlife?



Well l was brought up

a Presbyterian...



though l stopped being a churchgoer...



at about the age of    .



l've always felt

tremendously strongly...






there is indeed a hereafter...



with which we must all reckon...



in light of which we must

live our lives...



and there is that inevitability

of the transformation of the spirit.



As a consequence...



l find all here-and-now philosophies

quite repellent--



lax if you will.



l realize however

that there's a great temptation...



to formulate a comfortable theory

about eternal life...



so as to reconcile oneself

to the inevitability of death.



But l'd like to think

that's not what l'm doing.



l don't believe l'm trying

to create for myself...



a deliberate self-reassuring process.



lt just seems intuitively right.



l've never had to work very hard

of convincing myself of a hereafter.



After all don't you think it seems

infinitely more plausible...



than its opposite: oblivion?



HelloJessie it's me.



l wonder could indulge me for a moment?

l'm in a bit of a state.



Well l was driving along...



when l suddenly remembered

that story about Schoenberg.






Remember he was obsessed

with numerology numbers and so forth.



So much so that when he turned   ...



he was terrified

that he was going to die...



because his age was divisible by    .



So he consulted an astrologer friend

who assured him that he would survive...



until the next time

the numbers conspired against him.



"Well great" he thought

"another     years.



l'll be fine until l'm    ."



Eleven years later however

when he was    ...



the astrologer wrote back to warn him

that it's not only numbers...



that are divisible by    

that he ought to watch out for...



but also those whose digits

add up to    .



For example    .



Needless to say he was petrified

but not for long.



Three months later he died...



July         .



l can't help it.



l'm    tomorrow...



and Schoenberg's

still talking to me.




Jessie are you there?



The week before he died

l remember it in great detail.



And it's funny that--



lt's peculiar that l do remember it

in such detail...



because many of the times

our conversations were light...



and just banter

between two good friends.



But that week before Glenn died...



everything was serious.



He couldn't control the birthday...



that was coming up--

the celebration.



He couldn't--

He seemed to think...



everything was slipping away

from his control...



and he was obsessed with this feeling

that he wondered--



would people recognize him

and come to a funeral...



and we'd never talked about anything

like that before.



But he said that he wanted--



He didn't-- He would like to be

like Huckleberry Finn...



and come to his own funeral...



because he didn't think

that there would be people who came.



He didn't think that the world

loved him like they did...



and he knew about how

the records were selling...



he knew that they were very--



thatJapanese people bought

a lot of them...



that people in Central Europe...



and in Asia

bought a lot of them...



but he just didn't think...



that he was that important...



and it never surfaced that

to me at least...



that he felt his own...






His humility was beyond everything.



And when l saw the people pour into...



St. Paul's Cathedral...



l couldn't help but believe

"Oh Glenn you were wrong...



for probably the first time

in your life."



You know 'cause he always liked

to think he never was wrong.



HelloJessie? lt's me.



l was just out driving along

and guess what came on the radio.









Yes sure it's one of

the French suites but which one?



And there you have it--

Johann Sebastian Bach...



the Saraband

from French Suite No.   ...



performed with the unmistakable genius

of the young Glenn Gould.



Tragically Mr. Gould passed away

this morning at the age of   .



He died in hospital in Toronto

after suffering a stroke last week.



Since that time

he'd been on a life support system...



and never regained consciousness.



ln the fall of       ...



the U.S. government sent two ships

Voyagers l and ll into space...



where they are eventually destined

to reach the edge of our galaxy.



ln the hope that someone somewhere

would intercept these craft...



a variety of messages

were placed on board...



that would be capable of communicating

the existence...



of an intelligent creature...



living on a planet called Earth.



Among these was included a short prelude

byJohann Sebastian Bach...



as performed by Glenn Gould.



Voyagers l and ll

left our solar system respectively...




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