(Press, Cleveland, Ohio) October,12, 1916.
Soul Versus Mechanics
Let me state at the outset that this is not an ad, a boost or a boom. It is simply the statement of honest conviction—another Instance of a man convinced against his will.
I went to Gray's Armory Wednes¬ day night pretty well convinced that a machine was not the habitat of soul, that all mechanical contrivances for the reproduction, of music were at the best only an approximation, that the soul of art could not be satisfac¬ torily reproduced, that personality and individuality were indigenous to humans.
I came away thoroughly persuaded of my error, and am willing to admit that there are quite a number of things concerning which I am in error—darkness. If you so wish to call it. My only redeeming quality is my willingness to be convinced. I might add, too, that such is one of the qualifications of a critic. '