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    <div class="moz-cite-prefix">I asked the source and found out where
      the quote is from:<br>
      <br>
      "The Zany Genius of Glenn Gould: A Lively<br>
      Portrait of Canada’s Cultural One-Man Show," published in the
      magazine<br>
      Holiday, Vol. 35/No. 4 (April 1964), pages 149-54 and 156.<br>
      <br>
      Regards,<br>
      Jorgen<br>
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        <font style="font-size: 12pt;" size="3">Didn't Gould actually
          say it in traffic court in front of a judge? (Probably not).
          I'm too lazy to look it up now.</font><br>
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        <font style="font-size: 12pt;" size="3">Mary</font><br>
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        <div>Date: Thu, 1 Nov 2012 10:19:42 +0100<br>
          From: <a class="moz-txt-link-abbreviated" href="mailto:bsi@intranette.de">bsi@intranette.de</a><br>
          To: <a class="moz-txt-link-abbreviated" href="mailto:f_minor@glenngould.org">f_minor@glenngould.org</a><br>
          Subject: Re: [f_minor] The Spectator, UK/Aus<br>
          <br>
          Hello Tim, <br>
          <br>
          This remark about his "stopping at green lights and never
          having gotten credit for it" is to be found in Kevin Bazzana's
          biography "Wondrous Strange. The Life and Art of Glenn Gould"
          (Oxford University Press 2004, see page 329). Yet, where this
          information is from, is not mentioned explicitly. On the back
          cover of the book it says: "Drawing on twenty years of
          intensive research, including unrestricted access to Gould's
          private papers and interviews with scores of friends and
          colleagues, many of them never interviewed before, Bazzana
          sheds new light on ..." So, one can assume it's part of one of
          the interviewees' memories, I suppose.<br>
          <br>
          Bruni<br>
          Cologne, Germany<br>
          <br>
          <br>
          <div class="ecxmoz-cite-prefix">Am 01.11.2012 07:00, schrieb
            Timothy Conway:<br>
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            cite="mid:B9121105-273E-49BF-B25B-87B8F84E010D@comswest.net.au">
            I subscribe to that virulent anti-liberal magazine The
            Spectator, although living in Australia what I get is The
            Australian Spectator, but it amounts to the same thing.
            <div><br>
            </div>
            <div>A recent (6th October 2012) 'DIARY' piece by Craig
              Brown had, inter alia, the following:</div>
            <div><br>
            </div>
            <div>"T<font size="4"><span style="font-family:Times">his
                  week sees the 30th anniversary of the death (or
                  'untimely death', as death is now invariably known) </span></font><span
                style="font-size:large;font-family:Times">of Glenn
                Gould.The fame of most classical musicians tends to
                wither</span></div>
            <div style="font-family:Times"><font size="4">when they die.
                But Gould's seems to </font><span
                style="font-size:large">grow and grow: his grave is the
                most visited in Canada, he has appeared on </span><i
                style="font-size:large">The</i><span
                style="font-size:large"> </span><i
                style="font-size:large">Simpsons, </i><span
                style="font-size:large">and not long ago in its
                apparently straight-faced list of The 100 Most Important
                Canadians in History, </span><i style="font-size:large">Maclean's
              </i><span style="font-size:large">magazine ranked him the
                No. 1 artist in the world. Such posthumous blossoming
                makes him rather closer to </span><span
                style="font-size:large">a rock star, which </span><span
                style="font-size:large">is, </span><span
                style="font-size:large">in all but the most literal
                sense, what he was. In fact, he makes most of today's
                rock stars look doggedly conventional. He hated Mozart,
                sunshine and Italian opera, and loved tomato ketchup,
                overcast skies and Petula Clark. He was a rabid
                hypochondriac, taking a briefcase of pills, a bottle of
                disinfectant and a blood-pressure kit </span><span
                style="font-size:large">with him wherever he went: he
                once hung up the phone when he heard his friend sneeze
                on the other end of the line.</span></div>
            <div style="font-family:Times"><span style="font-size:large"><br>
              </span></div>
            <div style="font-family:Times"><font size="4">When he still
                performed in public — he grew to hate audiences,
                describing them as 'a force for evil' — Gould refused to
                wear the customary </font><span style="font-size:large">white

                tie and tails, preferring to appear in scruffy clothes
                and mismatched socks, his shoes held together by rubber
                bands. </span><span style="font-size:large">He would
                then play his piano from his special low chair, sitting
                just 14 inches from the ground, so that his knees were a
                good deal higher than his buttocks. </span><span
                style="font-size:large">Thirty years on. his fame has
                increased but for some reason his influence hasn't.
                Classical musicians remain studiously </span><span
                style="font-size:large">starchy. One might have expected
                Gould's influence to have liberated them, but </span><span
                style="font-size:large">far from </span><span
                style="font-size:large">it: </span><span
                style="font-size:large">the pious aura of the Sunday
                school still hangs over classical concerts. We should be
                grateful, though, that, in </span><span
                style="font-size:large">at least one area his influence
                has been </span><span style="font-size:large">so
                negligible. He was a rotten driver, generally driving
                with his legs crossed whilst singing and conducting from
                a score open on the passenger seat. He couldn't see what
                was wrong with it. </span><span style="font-size:large">"It's
                true that I've driven through a number of red lights on
                occasion," he once protested. </span><span
                style="font-size:large">"But on the</span><i
                style="font-size:large"> </i><span
                style="font-size:large">other hand, I've stopped at a
                lot of green ones and never </span><span
                style="font-size:large">been given credit for </span><span
                style="font-size:large">i</span><span
                style="font-size:large">t."</span></div>
            <div style="font-size:9px;font-family:Times"><br>
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            <div style="font-size:9px;font-family:Times"><span
                style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:medium">That last
                comment about green lights had me laughing my mismatched
                socks off, but is it right? Does anyone know where it
                comes from?</span></div>
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                style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:medium"><br>
              </span></div>
            <div style="font-size:9px;font-family:Times"><span
                style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:medium"><br>
              </span></div>
            <div style="font-size:9px;font-family:Times"><span
                style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:medium">Tim
                Conway</span></div>
            <div style="font-size:9px;font-family:Times"><span
                style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:medium">Geraldton,

                Western Australia</span></div>
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