Meyer Lutz.
Herr Meyer Lutz has the rather odd fancy of sitting in the dark for an hour or two at a time, and letting his fingers wander hither and thither over the keys, searching out those measures which set the fashion in the dancing world.
truly yours
Herr Meyer Lutz
He composes anywhere and everywhere, in the streets, on tops of 'buses, and even in church.
"I remember," says the popular Gaiety composer, "driving one Sunday evening to St. George's Cathedral, when the melody to an 'O Salutaris' struck me. I pencilled it down during the sermon, and my brother-in-law, Furneaux Cook, sang it after the sermon at Benediction the same evening."
Herr Lutz believes in taking up some verses and carefully studying them.
"This I often do," he says, "and soon seem to hear a fitting melody without trying it on the piano till finished."
Fugues and canons, in his opinion, want studying and mathematically experimentalizing. "Composers," he says in conclusion, "are musical poets, and 'Poëta nascitur, non fit.'"
The music in his autograph will, I imagine, be familiar to not a few of my readers.