tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957911.post6698821025476051336..comments2024-03-28T12:59:05.739-07:00Comments on Iron Tongue of Midnight: Babbitt: Music for a MassLisa Hirschhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14014924958428072675noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957911.post-17721779123581583052011-01-20T11:41:03.379-08:002011-01-20T11:41:03.379-08:00That was one of the oddest comments I've ever ...That was one of the oddest comments I've ever read. Not to say it wasn't fun.Joe Barronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16638252347181688694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957911.post-62371324975730743972011-01-16T10:21:49.442-08:002011-01-16T10:21:49.442-08:00Do you mean "of the 1920s"? :) Babbitt i...Do you mean "of the 1920s"? :) Babbitt is a few years younger than Carter; still around but not seen much these days.Lisa Hirschhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14014924958428072675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957911.post-70146726485684830092011-01-16T00:09:44.403-08:002011-01-16T00:09:44.403-08:00Babbitt is the Elliott Carter of the 20s--a remark...Babbitt is the Elliott Carter of the 20s--a remarkable output that is unique: a stochastic sludge dug up from a New Orleans brothel with a hint of sarcasm and playfulness, which is, in turn, fractal and coherent in a way that makes Plinko (from the Price Is Right) blush.Kevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09452882121752598896noreply@blogger.com