[ I'm pleased to welcome Mr. Simonton to MMD. It may be a few
[ days before he receives the Digest automatically, so please
[ reply both to him and MMD when writing. -- Robbie
A friend forwarded the 000127 MMDigest, in which Craig Brougher wrote:
> Robbie commented in 000126 MMDigest about the Welte-Mignon "mercury
> trough" dynamic recording device: "I think that the story was
> invented by Richard Simonton, simply to satisfy folks who asked the
> question, 'How did they do it?'"
I don't see the value in speculating whether or not my father
invented stories. He certainly had access to first-hand information,
since he knew Karl Bockisch well, and was close friends with Edwin
Welte. (I remember two visits by Edwin Welte to our home in
California.)
Unfortunately, if my father fully understood the Welte recording
process, I can find nothing among his papers which explains it in more
than vague terms. There is the suggestion, however, that there had
been means of playing back recordings before the master rolls had been
punched. Here are some excerpts from "In Search of Recorded Treasures,
The Welte Master Roll Adventure of 1948", by Richard C. Simonton:
"There was a standard Steinway grand piano, equipped with a
trough running the length of the keyboard and immediately under
it. In this trough, there was a pool of mercury, and when the
key was depressed, a carbon rod attached to the bottom of the key
engaged this mercury and caused an electrical contact to be made.
The resistance of this contact varied with the pressure exerted
on the carbon rod so that actually, depending upon the blow with
which the key was struck, there was a corresponding change in the
electrical resistance of the contact made.
"All of the keys were connected by wires to the recording
machine, which was usually some feet away from the controlling
piano. This machine had within it the conventional rolls of
paper which were entirely blank and without perforations, but
were ruled their entire length with over 100 fine lines, each
corresponding to the center line of its control mechanism. Above
the point at which the impression actually took place on the
paper was a series of small rubber rollers of a composition
similar to the type used in a printing press, and these rollers
were inked with an ink similar to that used in the printing
industry."
(He described more of the recording process and then wrote about
the reproducing machines. All of this was based on information from
Bockisch and Welte, since the recording and master reproducing machines
had been destroyed in the war.)
"After the recording was completed, it was sent to the laboratory
and very carefully prepared for use in the reproducing machine."
(But apparently not yet perforated?)
"There were only two of these devices ever built and they were
used only for reproducing, to the recording artist, his playing,
so that he could either certify that it was a faithful
reproduction, or elect to give a better performance. When the
recording engineers and the artists were satisfied that the
master was in order, the technicians went through the stages of
duplicating it for commercial release by transposing it to the
conventional perforated paper roll ... Which of course did not
possess the same degree of artistic perfection as the master,
because it was one manufacturing step further removed from the
artist's original."
Some more random quotes:
"These men (Karl Bockisch and Edwin Welte) must be lauded for
their vision in picking artists. At this time, composers such as
Granados and Debussy ... had not come into their own, but their
artistry was recognized by these men. ...
"My first direct contact with the Weltes was in search of Welte
organ rolls for my residence organ, and as soon as hostilities
ceased after World War II, I sent a letter to the last known
address of the firm in Freiburg and awaited developments. After
some months, I received a despondent reply from Mr. Edwin Welte
telling me the factory was destroyed, but that he had in his own
home about 16 organ rolls which he would be glad to send me in
exchange for food -- that they were literally starving and would
be happy to convert these rolls into some form that they could
eat... I continued sending food, and from that humble beginning,
a very warm friendship developed."
"Mr. Welte told me of the work done in gathering together the
vast library of the playing of famous pianists, which was now
hidden away... Both he and Mr. Bockisch were elderly men, there
were no heirs to continue the business, the plant was totally
destroyed, etc... (Intrigue: Demo tape for Columbia Records
seized by French officials)... He (Ukrainian displaced person),
with the tape wrapped in a rag and hidden underneath his shirt,
made for the railway station... (Columbia wants Welte piano
recordings for their new long-playing records, so my father
leaves for Germany in the Fall of 1948.) The first thing we
saw from the railroad station was the twisted wreckage and
smokestacks of the Welte factory... The Welte's were surprised to
see us when we arrived in the late evening... These people have
not recovered from the reign of terror...
"We moved the equipment into the room where we were to do the
recording, which turned out to be the music salon in the very
lovely home of Mr. Karl Bockisch. The Steinway-Welte grand piano
had been set up and the mechanism for transferring the master
rolls connected to it. (????)... It seems that the French knew
we were there and realized that we were doing something which
might have value to them... We threw the French officials off by
not going back into France, but by taking our recordings in a
German suitcase and going North instead, into the American
Zone... The real reward is in the knowledge that we had a part
in the preservation of some of the World's greatest music."
My father returned to Germany in 1952 to make more tapes for Columbia
Records, and then purchased many master rolls to bring to the United
States. He had a great love for the music in the Welte catalogue, and
I was fortunate to grow up in a house that often had "live" perform-
ances by great masters coming from the Steinway-Welte piano in our
living room.
Unfortunately, my father placed too much confidence in "modern" techno-
logy. The mono recordings for Columbia and the stereo recordings from
the 1960's are today of no value, if they even exist. Fortunately, the
master rolls still survive, though languishing, awaiting another
adventure of discovery.
Richard Simonton, Jr.
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