Chantel and Derek
with
David and Gillian Helfgott
It turns out we were destined to get those pictures with the Helfgotts! On September 9th, 1997, David Helfgott made an appearance at Orchestra Hall in Minneapolis. Oddly enough, this happened to be the very day of Chantel's birthday and we couldn't think of a better way to spend it. I bought tickets early and ended up with good seats for my parents, Chantel, myself and Adam.
The
concert itself was incredible! David played for close to two hours and
the performance was unbelievable. For this performance, he mainly
did works by Liszt, but managed to sneak in a movement of Rachmaninov's.
I felt he played even better than he did in Chicago. Helfgott used
great flourishing hand movements and his hands just glided across the keys.
It appears he was moved to sing along with most of his playing, but
it did not at all detract from the moment. You could just feel he
was into it and most of the audience was enthralled. This became
most evident after he received three standing ovations towards the end.
David was glowing and grinning from ear to ear while rapidly bowing.
Many people ran up to the front of the stage to try and shake his hand
while giving their congratulations.
Immediately
after the show, we all went backstage as the Helfgotts were kind enough
to have us meet with them. We were with a group of about twenty and
David was maniacally running about the place and greeting everyone with
enthusiastic hugs and kisses. All he talked about was how privileged
he was and how happy he was to see everyone. Upon seeing Chantel
again, he immediately said, "Ah!! Ah-ha-haaa-ha---the girl from France!"
and gave her a big hug. Then he put his arm around me and told me
how very important it is to be happy and that he was going to Miami soon.
At this point, he was distracted by an elderly white haired man who he
presumed must be the Pope. He cried, "Pope Paulsky!!
Pope-the-Pope-Paulsky! How's the Pope?" Then he started talking
in Polish, despite the insistence of an assistant that this wasn't the
Pope and he didn't know Polish.
While
David was running around, we had a good long talk with his wife, Gillian.
She was telling us how impressed she was with Orchestra Hall and how this
was one of the most well-run places they had been in the world. She
said it was so clean and orderly, quite a difference from most of the places
they had been to. She also commented on the friendliness of people
from around here and told stories of people she had come across.
Then Gillian said they had bought an apartment over in New York, so they
could have a place to call home when they visited the states.
As
we were leaving, we saw an image that I think will always stick with me
when I think of David Helfgott. An assistant and he were making their
way across the street to their hotel. David yelled out a bye and
as soon as the crosswalk said WALK, he bolted across the road and patiently
waited at the next corner. He had a smile on his face and seemed
to be thoroughly enjoying life-- it didn't matter whether he was playing
a piano or running across a busy road.
The
next day, the reviews came in from the critics and it seems they were watching
a completely different show than the rest of us. Both our local papers
savaged Helfgott's performance and claimed it was more like a freak show
with all his singing and incessant muttering. They pointed out he
skipped entire sections, constantly hit the wrong notes, and was certainly
not worthy of such a venue. They felt his wife was just exploiting
David and using him to make a fast buck. I think the general feeling
of the rest of us was summed up best by an editorial letter printed soon
after:
Pianist David Helfgott, who has
lived with
a devastating illness for much
of his life, is
deserving of our support--not the
wielding
baton of judgment from reviewer
Michael
Anthony.
I went to the concert at Orchestra
Hall
and yes, I applauded, loudly.
I did not
attend to hear perfection, but
to applaud
courage (or do we not do that anymore?).
It is a courage that bares his
vulnerabilities
in front of thousands, a courage
that says
I have an illness, but have a gift
to be
shared.
Anthony wrote that, "If it weren't
for 'Shine',
Helfgott wouldn't be touring,"
and that one
shouldn't begrudge the Helfgotts
"for trying
to make some fast cash."
David actually
began his comeback in 1984, playing
to
sellout crowds in Australia and
Europe. His
wife, Gillian, is 65 years old
and is preparing
for the day when she might not
be there to
care for him. Would we not
want the same
financial security for our loved
ones who may
be left to live with cancer, Alzheimer's
disease
or mental illness?
As the composer Franz Liszt once
said,
"Courage is the mainspring of our
best
qualities." I think he would
be very
pleased.
--Francis John Shaw, West St.
Paul
A few days ago, I asked the tour director for her impression of the Helfgotts and this is what she told me:
MY impressions of David & Gillian
- firstly Gillian: Gillian is definitely
one of a kind. She loves
company; she's very easy to talk to; she's
extremely accepting of everything/everyone;
she's a smart lady; she has a
very young attitude; she had a
very secure & loving upbringing and
therefore has a lot of love in
her; etc etc etc
David
- is absolutely wonderful. He's very special; he radiates love; he
is extremely accepting; has the ability to cancel ANY negative thoughts
that may cross his mind; is ambitious; he is very intelligent - his knowledge
of geography & history is amazing; he loves animals & they love
him; he can be quite demanding in fact he says that he is 'villainously
demanding' and can get anyone to do anything for him; he can put a smile
on almost anyone's face. I never got tired of being with David -
he's full of surprises.
This last photograph provided
courtesy of Robert
Banks. Click on his name for a very in-depth look into
the life of David Helfgott.
For another excellent site about
Helfgott, check out Emile's
Shine Page!
To get concert info and to learn all about David Helfgott check out David Helfgott--The Official Home Page.
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