New Arcane and Unfollowable Transfer / Record Making / Remaster Thread

I read the mysteriously nice remington site and only reason this ecape the hatchet job production they known for is Remington had a sub label that did some local french pressing.

Outside of lost tapes this probably the barere rec that maybe sounded anything like him cuz into the record they cut the full freqency range of the tape instead decapitating it RCA style and it’s pressed into low quality vinyl from euros not random plastic trash shards. Fascinating stuffs.

Randomly the B side so badly mis pressed it won’t play at all. :smiling_face_with_sunglasses:

This that ultra rare french shit that had the mislabeled mephisto walz I pay mundo bucks for. (two mcdonalds lunches)

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I guess three french pressings exist that MAY have actual quality barere shits. I lucked into the 328. Will seekout other shits. Could be a don juan out there that sound as good as the gnomenriegn and faust FUCK

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I await in vain a lingeriezza from :lola:

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Full length article I’d only seen pieces of.

LOL “Barere had long suffered from high blood pressure. Doctors put him on a diet. In recent months he had lost a great deal of weight, looked much better, and told friends that he felt excellent.” Shoulda stayed fat!

Simon Barere died at the piano during a concert in Carnegie Hall

On April 2, during his appearance at Carnegie Hall as soloist with the Philadelphia Symphony Orchestra, the well-known pianist Simon Barere died.

Fate sent him a death worthy of a great artist who had devoted his entire life to music. Barere died of a cerebral hemorrhage while performing the first movement of Grieg’s Concerto for piano and orchestra.

An evening of Scandinavian music

The concert was organized by the American-Scandinavian Foundation, and the program consisted exclusively of works by Scandinavian composers.

Barere had been invited to appear as soloist very late and had only a few days to prepare the Grieg concerto, which he had never played before. Three days earlier, at rehearsal, he was still playing from the score. On Monday afternoon, at the final rehearsal, he performed the concerto brilliantly, arousing the admiration of all the musicians, for whom it was obvious how much work he must have done to learn and perform such a large and difficult work in so short a time.

The Philadelphia Orchestra concert, conducted by Ormandy, began at 8:40 in the evening. Before going on stage, Ormandy greeted Barere, and the pianist said to him with a smile:

“I have never played with you before. I hope this is not the last time we appear together?”

“Of course,” replied Ormandy.

The conductor then went onto the platform and began the concert with Sibelius’s Seventh Symphony.

Then, after a brief pause, the cellos began to develop the second theme. At that moment the audience saw Barere slowly lean to the left, as though trying to listen to what the concertmaster, Alexander Hilsberg, seated near the piano, was playing.

Then something unexpected happened: the pianist’s arm fell, his head struck the keys, his body slipped from the chair and collapsed to the floor.

The orchestra stopped. A deathly silence reigned in the hall. Several people rose from their seats.

Ormandy turned toward the audience:

“Is there a doctor in the house?”

One of the spectators went up onto the platform and bent over Barere, who was lying on the floor. Then, at the doctor’s signal, two musicians carried the lifeless body backstage.

There is every reason to think that by that moment Barere was already dead. But the audience did not yet know this and assumed that the artist had fainted deeply.

The Swedish singer Set Svanholm, who had been scheduled to appear only after the intermission and sing the cycle Songs of King Erik, came onto the stage. Despite his understandable emotion, the singer performed all five songs excellently and was rewarded with applause from the hall.

Then Osborne, chairman of the Scandinavian Foundation, came onto the stage, invited the audience to stand, and announced:

“I have the sad duty of informing you of the death of a great artist. Out of respect for his memory, we believe that the concert must be canceled.”

There was deep silence in the hall. Barere’s personal physician, Dr. Mac Lipkin, was called. An injection of camphor was administered and oxygen was given. Nothing helped: Barere had died of a cerebral hemorrhage.

The life of a virtuoso

Simon Barere was only 54 years old. Born in Odessa, he graduated from the Petersburg Conservatory in the class of A. Esipova. A phenomenally gifted musician, he received the Rubinstein Prize and in 1929 left Russia to begin his European career.

He first appeared as soloist in a concert of the Berlin Philharmonic, then traveled throughout Europe, everywhere arousing the enthusiasm of critics and audiences with his virtuoso playing. His Liszt playing had no equal; his technique and brilliance placed Barere’s name alongside the most outstanding musicians of the day.

After several years living in Scandinavia, Barere moved to the United States in 1936. There he constantly gave solo recitals and appeared as soloist with symphony orchestras. His Carnegie Hall concerts always attracted connoisseurs of music. Not long ago he gave a brilliant concert at the Brooklyn Academy of Music. His last New York recital took place on November 17.

Barere had long suffered from high blood pressure. Doctors put him on a diet. In recent months he had lost a great deal of weight, looked much better, and told friends that he felt excellent.

Russians in New York knew and loved Barere not only as a musician, but also as a person — always very simple, friendly, and gracious. He could often be seen [at the piano / in musical circles — text damaged here] for long hours and whole days.

The tragic death on stage of the great Russian pianist-virtuoso made a shattering impression on everyone. New York newspapers devoted large obituaries to him. Yesterday the body of the deceased was taken to Riverside Memorial Chapel, where it lay in state from 1 p.m. to 4 p.m.; then, according to the family’s wishes, it was taken to a crematorium on Long Island and cremated.

I think those French pressing NAB. Treble pretty dang zippy. Hmmm

100% FUCK YES WOH!

Prime lolanova would do it GUD

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What RCA did to Ho should be punished by death. This the haircut they gave his playing well into the LP era.

Also I brute forced a perfect biquad for old Ortho so doing some bands from his early 1950s encore album.

@DaTwinkmofo do any studio tapes exist for this stuff? I recall some stolen stuff got out that was unreleased. All the reissues are this low ass freq response trash from the consumer pressings.

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well esp da home recs c 1954, they should have insisted he go to da wonderful studios downtown or book Town Hall.

I iz on my phone…but doze like da same images??

Dat woulda required leaving da house?? But zrzly were dem home recs even at home?

Left right channel. Crime is they cut his treble basically in half with a sharp ass haircut so it wrecks even what is left.

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His studio shit which FOR SURE had a full range on the tapes.

It looks like there is still some info left above the cutoff. Can you EQ it to bring some back?

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I wonder where the originals are, exactly. I bet S0ny owns everything ugh.

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Iz those da ones dey kept rerelasing da same sheeyat :dong:

they keep reissuing the same sheeyat! Exactly.

they sat on the Yale stuff for SO LONG that they even lost a complete 1950 recital which was previously used for a commercial release of two consolations when Wanda was alive.

Both the acetates AND transfer vanished.

fuck u! How do you lose existing shit! Morons! Eat shit!!

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they lost this aside from the consolasluts

how pathetic is that, idk, esp after keeping that material locked up at Yale.
What a huge “FUCK U” to Horowitz fans everywhere.

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I look deep sadly its just cutting chatter. At least roll him off you RCA fucks. BRICKWALL shit practice even then.

#triggered,butforcompletelyreasonablereasons

Oligarchs probably smashed the acetates while eating a cloned Dodo.

THe good news is the mussorgsky emo band is in freakishly perfect condition. Should be able to get a better than commercial release transfer in the newly calculated hyper accurate old ortho curve.