Looking much like an extremely competent and self-effacing butler, a tall, baldish German walked upon the stage of Manhattan's Town Hall one day last week to give the first important recital of the U. S. concert season. Pianist Walter Gieseking, absent from the U. S. for two years, had already established himself as a prime interpreter of the subtle iridescences of Claude Debussy. Long before he reached Debussy (which he admits he plays "the right way . . . without any noticeable motion of the fingers"), Gieseking made his audience aware that in two years...
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