‘Not as nervous as the experts,’ he said.Īt this moment the first deeply moving chords of ‘ Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring’ issued from the fingertips at one of the hidden consoles, rolled from the chancel wall (where both the pipes of the Skinner and the speakers of the electric organ were situated), and flooded the chapel with a concord of sweet sound.
If the conductors, violinists, and vocalists on the jury could tell which was which, Laurens Hammond’s future would be no longer brilliant. How could $2500 worth of tubes, condensers, and electrical gadgets, collectively known as the Hammond Electric Organ, hope to compete in this blindfold test with one of the finest pipe organs in mid-America?
‘He doesn’t seem to realize what he’s up against - a $75,000 Skinner, with nine of the best musicians in the Middle West on the ‘Larry’s mighty confident,’ said one of his lawyers nervously. Certainly no human being whose fate hung upon a thread of music could appear less perturbed than this composed individual. Among the scattering belonging to neither group sat a young man of strong features and erect bearing whom no casual observer would have identified as the principal of this drama. Another nine, if one were to judge from their interesting hands and sensitive faces, were musicians.
Fifteen of the group were university students. IN the dusky, high-vaulted University of Chicago chapel sat a small but curiously intent congregation.
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