Posts in Lea Luboshutz
Musical Immigrants: How Two Pianists Found Success in America - Part I by Thomas Wolf

Is there any story that typifies the mass migration of European musicians to America during the early decades of the twentieth century?  Every story is a bit different, of course, but here is one that typifies the high proportion of such musicians who found success in their new country.

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Women Musical Trailblazers by Thomas Wolf

On November 15, 1940, Eugene Ormandy, music director of the Philadelphia Orchestra, offered an all-Beethoven program. Such a concert would not have been unusual except for one thing. The three soloists that day were all trailblazing women. To learn more about them, read here..

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You Have to Start Somewhere by Thomas Wolf

How does a parent know when a child is ready to take on a new challenge in life—whether it is riding a bicycle, taking the subway without an adult, or playing a first concert? Sometimes the question is easy to answer. At other times, it appears to be more difficult. READ HERE TO LEARN MORE.

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Monkey Business | part one of three by Thomas Wolf

I always thought it odd that my grandmother, a famous violinist, loved monkeys.  In the various places she lived, there were no native habitats for monkeys and she must have been an adult before she saw a live one. But in her homes, there were always paintings, prints, photographs, toys, carvings, statues — you name it — monkeys everywhere. And it was certainly not an animal I associated with music.

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Lea Becomes a U.S. Citizen (with a Little Unintentional Help from a Governor) by Thomas Wolf

When people ask me what my grandmother was like, I usually resort to telling stories about Lea.  Not only are many of these stories quite entertaining but they give a sense of my grandmother’s personality — confident, determined, disarmingly charming, with a wonderful sense of humor.  One of my favorite stories is how Lea became a U.S. citizen.

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Capturing a Special World by Thomas Wolf

Why did I write The Nightingale’s Sonata? In the opening pages of the book, I give one answer.  My mother had entrusted to me a beautiful silver podstakannik or tea-glass holder with an enameled portrait of my two uncles as children.  My family had smuggled it out of Russia and eventually my mother passed it on to me along with boxes of family material. She had said, “You must tell the family story.” I promised I would.

But I had another reason for writing the book. . . .

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