Thursday, July 13:
No rehearsal; we drive up to the theater, however, since R. wants to discuss the last scene, the appearance of Wotan, with Brandt and to see the Doepler figurines. I am much grieved by them, revealing as they do an archaeologist’s fantasy, to the detriment of the tragic and mythical elements. I should like everything to be much simpler, more primitive. As it is, it is all mere pretence.
Some friends in the evening. Discussion of the new biography of R. by Glasenapp, in which several things are inexact, but astonishing research. The piano rehearsals ended with the wholesale dismissal of Herr Rubinstein, who here once more displayed all the dismal characteristics of his race.