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| I first interviewed Stanley between rehearsals at Avery Fisher Hall in Lincoln Center five years ago. To my knowledge, we are not related, though my paternal grandparents emigrated from a region proximate to the province of Galicea where his parents came from. Photo: Hal Drucker |
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Stanley Drucker’s first formal photo with the New York Philharmonic at age 19, circa 1948.
Courtesy NY Philharmonic Archives. |
It began for Drucker and the Philharmonic in October, 1948, the orchestra’s 107th season, when the man on the podium as “Music Advisor” was the fabled 72-year-old Bruno Walter and Stanley was a fresh-faced kid of 19. “Knock wood, I’m indecently healthy,” he told me in 2004. “I do everything I’ve always done. I eat any food I want. I drink red wine. I smoke an occasional cigar. And I don’t work out in a gym.
“My only exercise takes place about 10:20 p.m. most evenings, when I race from the Avery Fisher Hall stage after our bows. I quickly removed my formal clothes for civvies, dash down to the subway, position myself on the platform to the door that opens near the stairs at the Penn Station stop, descend the stairs two steps at a time and speed to the proper track for the 10:34 p.m. to Massapequa, Long Island. In my head, I’d be accompanied by an allegro cadenza. Some day I might score it for a 14-minute sonata: Drucker’s Mad, Mad Journey in A-Flat Minor.”
The journey to a home on the water on the South Shore of Long Island, complete with 30-foot power boat and wife Naomi, really began in earnest when he was a Brooklyn boy in corduroy knickers.
“Though my mother Rose and father Joseph each came from the same region in Europe and arrived here in 1909 – they met in the U. S. Dad was a custom tailor, Mom a housewife. Within one year he brought over both parents and nine brothers and sisters. For my 10th birthday, my parents presented me with a clarinet made of a cheap vintage plastic, Bakelite and obtained a teacher for my sister Sylvia, then 16, and me, who came to our apartment.” That very same year, in 1939, a precocious nine-year-old in short pants, Lorin Maazel, led the New York World’s Fair Orchestra in Flushing Meadow Park, Queens.
“At first I didn’t like to practice, much preferring to play stickball with a spaldeen (I was a two-sewer hitter). Our teacher, Arthur Small, was pretty good. He played the sax and clarinet in a dance band. After he left to go on the road, a local mom and pop music store recommended a teacher by the name of Leon Russianoff (who reminds me in looks and temperament of Woody Allen). He had been a student of Simeon Bellison, who was First Clarinet of the New York Philharmonic, from 1920 to 1948, when I joined the orchestra as Assistant First Clarinet. Since Bellison was born in 1881, the same year Bela Bartok was born, my linkage to the instrument goes back to the days when Brahms and Tchaikovsky held sway.
“Russianoff was a very interesting man, psychologically well-suited to handling students, of which there were many. Both my wife Naomi and Arlene Alda (nee Weiss) wife of Alan (two of our best friends) studied with him. After the eighth grade, I auditioned and was accepted at 14 to the High School of Music and Art in Manhattan. One of my classmates was Seymour Cohen, who later became Cy Coleman, composer of Sweet Charity. In the summer, I was a movie usher in the Brooklyn Paramount Theater, and also played klezmer in Borscht Belt bands in the Catskills, for three bucks a week and all I could eat.
“While playing in the Fiorello H. LaGuardia Music and Art orchestra, I also performed with the National Orchestral Association, founded and conducted by Leon Barzin, a former Philharmonic viola principal. The NOA was a training ground for musicians interested in an orchestral career, and performed in Carnegie Hall. Like almost everyone at Music and Art, we hoped to some day attend the prestigious Juilliard School. But I was in a Catch-22 situation; for Juilliard, you had to have a high school diploma, and I was 2 ½ years away from getting one.
“So while still a freshman at Music and Art, I auditioned for and was accepted by the Curtis Institute of Music in Philadelphia. I stayed with a Philadelphia family, who made sure I had at least one meal a day.
“Just as I was beginning to enjoy cheese steaks almost as much as Nathan’s hot dogs, an extraordinary thing happened. The conductor of the Indianapolis Symphony, Fabian Sevitsky (the story is that his uncle Serge Koussevitzky and a mentor of Leonard Bernstein, paid him to drop the first syllable) came to Curtis to audition for players. I expected to stay at Curtis for a long time, but as a result of the glamorous-sounding opportunity of becoming Principal Clarinet at 16, I went to the director of the school, the famed violinist Efrem Zimbalist, Sr. and asked him what I should do. He said, ‘Take the post, you can always come back.’ Despite the fact my father said to me, ‘Stanley, you can’t make a living at this mishegas,’ I took the post and never came back, not even for a high school diploma. We played in the Murat Theater, a former Masonic temple in Indy. The orchestra was and still is very fine; we made recordings for RCA Victor and did major tours by train.
“My next post was with the Adolf Busch Chamber Players – when I was 17 – an esteemed touring ensemble. Busch’s son-in-law was the pianist Rudolf Serkin, and his grandson. piano virtuoso Peter Serkin. The next year, at 18, I became Principal Clarinetist for the Buffalo Philharmonic under the eminent William Steinberg. And then, on to the New York Philharmonic as Assistant First Clarinet. I sat on that stage, that memorable October day in Carnegie Hall in 1948, and I thought I knew it all, but I trembled looking around me in awe at the hot players who comprised that orchestra, men who sat in the same chairs when Arturo Toscanini led the orchestra between 1928-1936. Notice that I said ‘men.’ Not until Orin O’Brien joined the orchestra in 1966, did a woman become a full-time member.”
In his first year, Drucker earned $125 to $135 a week for a 28 week season. When my wife and I became subscribers to the Philharmonic concerts in 1958, Stanley Drucker was celebrating his 10th year with the orchestra, Dimitri Mitropoulos was Music Director and the venue was the acoustically superlative Carnegie Hall. “I loved Mitropoulos,” Drucker confided, “he was a very rare man, a saintly man who lived the simple life. He helped young people with their music lessons and gave away instruments at his expense. Every conductor under whom I served had his plusses. Lenny was the champion of all players.” [Lenny of course was Leonard Bernstein, under whom Drucker became Principal Clarinet in 1960].
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| Drucker and Maazel during the Copland Concerto finale. Photo: Chris Lee. |
Drucker’s final Music Director Lorin Maazel, got high marks from New York Times music critics for his intellectual and technical prowess but negatives for humanity and soul. Drucker had this to say about Maazel. “He’s very Toscanini-like, our bridge to the great names of the past. Everything is in his head. A true genius and the last man standing from the Toscanini/Bruno Walter era.”
Drucker maintained an active solo career, appearing with ensembles throughout the world, performing such notable works for his instrument by Mozart (“his Concerto in A Major, is the Mt. Everest of clarinet pieces”), Brahms, Schumann, Debussy, Carl Nielsen, and thanks to Benny Goodman, who commissioned them, clarinet pieces by Aaron Copland, Darius Milhaud, Paul Hindemith and Bela Bartok.
“I knew Goodman well, and admired his deftness in both jazz and classical music. But Artie Shaw was wonderfully unique. He had a different voice, he had soul. He left a lasting impression. As for playing jazz, I’m not qualified for that. I do pseudo-jazz. I did a jazzy thing in which the Philharmonic recorded an all-Gershwin CD, which includes that great introductory solo for clarinet in his Rhapsody in Blue, which I once performed in concert with Oscar Levant at the piano and for Woody Allen’s movie, Manhattan.
“I’ve been lucky in my career. I had the honor of performing two clarinet works commissioned by the Philharmonic for me: John Corigliano’s Clarinet Concerto for its world premiere performance on December 9, 1977, which he dedicated ‘For Lennie and Stanley,’ and William Bolcom’s Clarinet Concerto in a world premiere performance for the 150th anniversary of the Philharmonic on January 4, 1992, conducted by Leonard Slatkin. Drucker was twice nominated for Grammy Awards in the category of Best Instrumental Soloist with Orchestra for a recording of the Corigliano, under Zubin Mehta, in 1981 and the Copland Concerto under Bernstein in 1991.
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Naomi Drucker is founder and Co-Director of the American Chamber Ensemble, celebrating its 44th anniversary, and was Principal Clarinet with the North Carolina Symphony for two seasons. She is on the faculty of her alma mater, Hofstra University. She and Stanley Drucker recorded double concerti for clarinet by Franz Krommer and Meyer Kupferman. Photo from S. & N. Drucker archives.
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The Druckers have two grown children, Rosanne a country singer, who often sings with her brother Leon, known professionally as Lee Rocker, who was a member of the Rockabilly trio Stray Cats, and who tours extensively today with his own band. “He’s a really fine musician, songwriter and singer and is a great bass player. He’s got the style for the double bass in the early roots of rock and roll. When we get to his concerts, they put a smile on your face.”
Leon, his wife and children, Justin, 19, and Sadie, 17, have a home in California. Stanley has managed to squeeze in solo engagements and master classes on the Coast to see his grandkids several times a year.
Any long range plan to mothball your instrument and hang it all up?, I asked.
“Unless the cheers turn to jeers, I’ll do it until I drop.” |