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    Letters: Michael Kustow's thinking was bold, his ambition high

    Jeremy Isaacs, Tony Gordon, Bernard Regan and Mike Westbrook
    theguardian.com, Sunday 7 September 2014 16.17 BST

    Highbrow argument: Michael Kustow in 1968, as director of the ICA.
    Photograph: Chris Morris/Rex


    Jeremy Isaacs writes: Channel 4 was charged, by Act of Parliament, with
    providing a "distinctive" service; as its commissioning editor for the
    arts, Michael Kustow did much to make that promise good. His thinking was
    bold, his ambition high. Peter Brook's Hindu saga, The Mahabharata; Peter
    Hall's masked Oresteia; Pina Bausch's Bluebeard's Castle and Tony
    Harrison's V, directed by Richard Eyre, tumbled on to the screen one after
    the other. BBC2 commissioned an opera from Harrison Birtwistle, Yan Tan
    Tethera, but declined to broadcast it. Kustow snapped it up for Channel 4;
    the television version we made was simulcast with the BBC's Radio 3. He
    brought together the artist Tom Phillips and the film-maker Peter Greenaway
    to attempt A TV Dante: eight episodes of The Inferno resulted. Kustow
    behaved as a patron of the arts in a grand manner.

    Himself an unreconstructed egghead, Kustow also offered highbrow argument.
    The programme Voices began with Al Alvarez chairing a debate, with George
    Steiner, Mary McCarthy and Joseph Brodsky, on the effect on artists of
    dictatorship. Six series of Voices were screened at 11pm. And there were
    programmes such as Psychoanalysis Today (Michael Ignatieff) and Philosophy
    Today (John Searle). Thoughtful viewers in those days owed much to Michael
    Kustow. He deserves to be remembered for it.

    Tony Gordon writes: In the 1970s, Michael Kustow generously answered an
    optimistic plea from Colin Jellicoe and myself (who both owned small
    galleries) to visit us in Manchester to discuss a possible exhibition of
    northern based artists at the National Theatre. He was the NT exhibitions
    director at the time.

    Where to go for lunch? He suggested Armenian, as part of his family had
    originated from Armenia and he loved the food. At the time, Colin and I
    were both struggling financially and couldn't really afford the restaurant,
    but luckily Arto der Haroutunian, the restaurant owner, happened to be one
    of our artists. Michael proved great company, very entertaining and most
    gracious.





    In due course, the exhibition was organised and filled the foyers of the
    NT. Looking back, it was not the greatest of exhibitions and was rightly
    slated by Time Out. However, the knock-on effect was my contemporary
    jewellery exhibition Dazzle which stayed for 32 years at the NT, until it
    moved along the South Bank last year to the Oxo building.

    Bernard Regan writes: In the last 10 years Michael Kustow and I worked
    together on a number of projects. One was Another Israel, a meeting at the
    NUT headquarters in Euston Road, London, which gave a platform to speakers
    from Israel opposed to the policies of the Israeli government. Michael
    organised the filming of the event, which was packed. He was supportive of
    all those who wanted to open the debate within the Jewish community about
    what was happening to the Palestinian people and of those within Israel who
    sought to question their government's actions.

    Michael visited Israel and the West Bank and took a close interest in
    theFreedom theatre in Jenin. I think he made a political journey, too -
    always questioning and challenging, but engaged and never negative. He
    brought his wide interest in the arts to bear on how he thought about the
    issues and how he sought to engage people in a dialogue and discussion
    about them.

    Mike Westbrook writes: One of Mike Kustow's projects was an English version
    of Roger Planchon's surrealist opera about Al Capone, Mama Chicago. The
    original music and the songs had got lost, so Mike wrote new lyrics and
    asked me to write the music. The piece had been commissioned by the
    Crucible theatre, Sheffield. I duly wrote the score, and my group the Brass
    Band was booked to play for the show, on-stage. At the last minute the
    theatre's director got cold feet about the possible impact of this
    avant-garde production on the provincial audience and pulled the plug.

    The Mama Chicago songs stayed on the shelf until Kate Westbrook and I had
    the idea of using them as the basis for a jazz cabaret, a form of
    music-theatre, incorporating improvisation, that we had been developing
    with the band. The show was first staged at Charles Marowitz's Open Space
    theatre, a disused post office by Warren Street tube. We invited Michael to
    the premiere, having told him nothing of our plans. To our great relief, he
    loved the show, and did not seem to mind a bit that we had reworked some of
    his lyrics as stand-alone songs rather than parts of an operatic scenario.

    At the Edinburgh festival in 1978, Mama Chicago won the Fringe award. Over
    the succeeding years, Kate, Phil Minton and I, with a succession of bands,
    gave frequent London performances, and toured the jazz cabaret throughout
    France, Germany, Italy, Switzerland and Scandinavia, and once to Australia.
    It was filmed for BBC TV, broadcast on radio, and recorded as a double
    album. In fact, Mama Chicago was one of our most successful projects.

    It pleased Michael that the piece he had sparked off reached such a wide
    audience. His text for Song of the Rain, featured in the show by Phil
    Minton, is a work of genius - poignant, witty, and soulful. One of the last
    times we met was at the Theatre Museum in Covent Garden for the launch of
    his Peter Brook biography. At Mike's request, Kate sang Song of the Rain.
    He described that lyric as "God given". He has left us a great theatre song
    to remember him by.


    http://www.theguardian.com/culture/2014/sep/07/letters-michael-kustow-obituary

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