bravo! they applaud each work without fail or thought and four or five voices respond with the same ringing "BRAVO! BRAVO!" as if they had heard a fresh and vital creative breakthrough. where have the audiences gone that were able to select and discriminate? now the thought in the collective mind of the audience is: we understand we know therefore we respond as one. and afterwards at the wheels of their automobiles they dash out of the underground parking lot more rude and crass than any boxing match crowd than any horse race crowd cutting off others swerving cursing. the March to the Gallows, indeed Pictures at an Exhibition, of course the Bolero, yes The Afternoon of a Faun? honking zooming toward the freeways BRAVO West L. A. BRAVO Westwood Village BRAVO Hollywood Hills BRAVO Beverly Hills. Symphonie Pathétique, indeed.