An even greater noise was made in London last week, about a lesser artistic event: the unlikely phenomenon known as Liberace.
When he arrived at London's Waterloo station, accompanied by his ubiquitous mother and a retinue of ten, the welcoming mob was bigger than the one that greeted Charlie Chaplin in 1921.
As Liberace emerged from London's Palladium after his triumphant first show, a 17-year-old girl distinguished herself by fainting; when she came to, he was solicitously kneeling over her. She promptly fainted again.
His appearance at the Royal Festival Hall was sold out three...
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