Predators hiding in plain sight: subtle exploitation on social media

 

(I wrote this post after I had to block someone who was following my Facebook page very closely. I was later to discover she had used much of my most sensitive material for her own gain. That's not allowed. But it got me to thinking.)

Maybe I should title this "things you shouldn't share on social media". It's a timely subject, particularly in light of the fact that we're now realizing that "delete" doesn't really mean "delete", that people can screenshot and save anything you post and use it for whatever purpose they choose, even years and years later - and in whatever distorted form they want to.

I have no complaint with sharing stuff that's sensitive, and I've done quite a bit of it myself over the years. This has led some people to believe that because I brought up certain subjects, I am quite willing to share EVERYTHING that has EVER happened to me in that area, including things that I went through literally decades ago.

But treating someone's most sensitive reflections as if they are in the public domain is - what shall I say? - quite hazardous, and I am learning that the hard way. This is particularly true if the person unearthing these archival incidents is not sharing ANY of their own personal struggles, but is hiding behind a sort of social worker position. When that happens, I feel "studied", and it's not sharing on any meaningful level. It is not identification, and it is the farthest thing from empathy that I can imagine.

We talk about boundaries, but in the Wild West of social media, it seems like boundaries are beginning to dissolve. I have shared some things on my blog that I honestly thought were OK to repost here (it's easy and can be done with the click of a button) - but my blog is personal, my following small, and generally speaking the content won't be held up for scrutiny in the same way.

Another issue that comes up a lot is the value of going public. It used to be seen as really admirable, but it's a whole new ballgame now. Back when I wrote columns for community newspapers, one or two people might appreciate what I wrote or how much of myself I shared. Now it's simply "out there", or up there, where people can either misinterpret it, or just assume I am willing to reveal more (and more and more!) about myself and be comfortable having others use it for their own gain.

Several years ago I dumped Facebook because it had become a drag that wasn't adding anything to my life. Now I honestly wonder how much it might be taking away. I know a lot of people who have stopped posting, perhaps wisely. If I do partake of this, I won't assume things I wrote five or ten years ago will have the same impact. Things have changed radically, and we must watch out for people who are, in a subtle way. predators.

Maybe cat videos and the odd family photo might be safer for me here, as I realizes now I don't want to be public property, even in the most minor way. I'll also make an effort to pay more attention to my own discomfort, and not allow even the most subtle form of exploitation to take place.

For that is what it is.

Love Walked In. . . and it never left.

It shouldn’t surprise me too much that I’ve fallen down the Gershwin rabbit hole once again. It was a full nine years ago I became fascinated, devouring every book I could find on the boy genius’s life and art (including Oscar Levant’s fanboy adulation), and of course immersed myself in his astoundingly powerful music.

 

So here he is again, all because of the comment I just received from a woman who is related to Alan Schneider, the man who for decades posed as George’s illegitimate son. Wow. DNA doesn’t lie, does it? And for all the criticism of the internet, all the ranting about the evils of social media, this could not have happened without Blogger, a nearly-obsolete program (or maybe it’s an app, whatever THAT is) and my 12+ of posting on it nearly every day.

Through this magic portal, I once received an email from a woman in New Zealand commenting on something I wrote in 2016. It was about a poem I studied in school in Grade 3 – it was about elephants, and I remembered more than half of it – but at the time, when Google was far less efficient than it is now, I couldn’t find anything at all about it, who wrote it, when, where, nothing.

 

Then after my usual bloodhound effort, I found SOMETHING in a very old newspaper archive from 60 years ago. Yes. They had published the winner of a poetry contest, and the thing was written by two people (can’t remember their names), and there it was – the elephant poem, in a newspaper archive in AUSTRALIA. Yes!

 The archive was one of those snapshots of an actual page, and just under it was a notice for a “cooey contest”, apparently a competition for calling a sheep dog or whatever it was. Very Australian indeed.  This woman from New  Zealand said to me, “YES! I also studied the elephant poem in school, and never knew where it came from.”

 

Getting back to Gershwin. I won’t repeat all the ins and outs of it, except to say I felt – believed – I had some sort of mystical connection to him. I felt his presence, shy at first, then gradually coming closer, a sort of warmth, and a kind of yearning to be heard, believed, understood. After his untimely and gruesome death of an inoperable brain tumour in 1938, people began to “see” him about town, hurrying along a busy street, hanging about at music festivals dedicated to his songs, and even – I swear – playing a piano that was NOT a player piano. Several people saw it, and they knew it was him.

My own connection with Gershwin’s ghost deepened and broadened, and it was exceptionally beautiful and mysterious - until I made the mistake of sharing it with someone I knew, a university prof (I had taken his anthropology course) and self-styled spiritualist medium. What he said was a slap in the face. It was a fantasy, a dream, I was imagining the whole thing to try to gain credence as a spiritualist. (I wasn’t.) Then he pulled rank, as he often did, citing his superior education (two Masters degrees and a PhD) and the fact that I had a psychiatric condition (and he didn’t) that made me prone to fantasy.

 

So George went away for a while. But where he is now, there is no time, which is extremely convenient for me (I’m still in my fleshly form, after all). So is he here again?

Why not? Paul Biscop isn’t. Paul died suddenly about eight years ago, dropped in his tracks with a stroke and was dead before he hit the ground, His partner of 20 years, also called Paul, emailed me with the news, so I must have still been on file somewhere (in case he needed someone to harass). Paul had died suddenly, he said, and we should pray for his soul. But then I saw something on Facebook that shocked me: a page for a spiritualist church that Paul Biscop had actually founded, and from which he stomped away years ago because people weren’t doing it right, were listening to their own hearts rather than slavishly following what he told them to do (and when and where),.

 

Paul was dead, and I wasn’t sorry, but there was more to it than that, and it was awful. The posts from the spiritualist church (and very few had posted their condolences, likely still feeling burned by his narcissistic bullying) sent out an urgent call for financial help for his long-time partner. Paul Biscop had left him with a massive debt that he had known nothing about, and the other Paul was now literally homeless and left with nothing.

So the church set up a GoFundMe page which only garnered a few hundred dollars. The church did not host his memorial  - that was held in a Masonic lodge, and the lady on the Facebook page stated that there would be a table set up in the back selling Paul’s books (no doubt on anthropology and other dry topics) to try to earn some funds for his now-destitute partner.

 

OK, this is very long, but I’m on a roll here The thing is, I of course never abandoned Gershwin’s music (my two favorite pieces are the Cuban Overture and the stunningly beautiful Love Walked In), but his presence had faded as if he too had been stung and had to retreat. But it’s OK now, George, I still love you and feel you and know you are immortal. You ring in those songs, songs that will never die. Like a latter-day Mozart, he would sit at the piano composing, then play the piece that same night in a concert hall. His improvisations were heard only once in human history, because they were different each time. This is what I was originally going to write about, but now – hell, I am exhausted already from visiting the past, something I try not to do these days.

Past-tripping can be counterproductive and even traumatic, and the reason it’s called the past is because it has PASSED. So I will try to get on with my day, such as it is (plunged  back into the rabbit hole), and of course I will revisit the music I never quite walked away from.

Love walked in, and it is apparent to me now that it never left.

LOST AND FOUND: The Mystery of Alan Gershwin (update: NINE YEARS later!)

Today when I opened my email, I read a comment on a blog post I wrote NINE years ago, carrying on a very long thread about George Gershwin and his "secret son", a man whose birth had been a scandal and hidden away for decades. I still get comments on blog posts from years and years ago, perhaps one or two a week, but it amazes me my stuff is "out there". This seemed almost like magic! Here is the comment, and my reply.

Late to the thread. I had my dna done a few years back and the closest dna relative to me was a fellow named Alan Gershwin (never heard of him) Did some research and learned Alan was born Albert Schneider, and was either my great uncle, or my mother’s first cousin. Mom’s maiden name is Schneider. Albert, my mom and her siblings were all born in Brooklyn. I found and spoke to “Alan Gershwin’s’ son (we matched dna and he is my first cousin) He wasn’t close with his dad and said he only got in touch to borrow money. Kind of a con man. Alan/Albert was never the same after the war, dishonorably discharged and returned convinced he was GGs son. Mom’s turning 100 and has Alzheimer’s and her sibling are dead, so I might never find out why he was never spoken about in our family… he was kept secret.

What an amazing story! Thank you so much for sharing it with me. I've been blogging for 12 years or so (and I know blogs have gone out of style, but so have I) and never got so many responses to a single post. When I get comments on posts I wrote NINE years ago, it truly amazes me. This one is still an unsolved mystery, though it surprises me how many people weighed in on it, each from a different angle and some with an eerily close connection to the enigma. I do wonder if he truly believed he WAS George's son, particularly towards the end of his life, and had been abandoned by his famous father. Or was it indeed just an elaborate con? Surely the myth would gain powerful sympathy from some quarters, and he DID compose one piece of music that we know of. Someone else told me he played the piano, but badly. I have come to the conclusion his story likely wasn't true, but he obviously put great energy into maintaining the narrative. At any rate, wow. This is truly incredible, and to learn all this after nine years has just lit up my morning.

This might be categorized as a Separated at Birth of a very different stripe.

I love a mystery, but this mystery has pushed me back time and time again, leading to more frustration than information.

I've been chopping my way through several of the multitude of George Gershwin biographies. Surely no American composer has ever been more sliced, diced, hashed and rehashed than GG. I finally found my way to the really smutty one (The Memory of All That, 1998) by Joan Peyser, the one that reviewers vilified for being inaccurate and making "outrageous claims", including the insistence that GG sired an illegitimate son with a chorus girl in 1926.

One indignant review of the Peyser book sniffily claims that "the family has never recognized Alan Gershwin's claim to their", etc., etc., blah blah blah, but why would they? The stigma of an illegitimate child could ruin a career back then. No doubt the woods were full of opportunists and pretenders, not to mention gold-diggers. After his death, GG's affairs (literally) were hermetically sealed by Ira and Lee Gershwin, his brother and sister-in-law, who lived a long time and were bound and determined to show only the more brilliant facets of this enigmatic jewel to the public.

That restriction remained in place long after both of them were dead.

Strangely enough, in subsequent reviews and commentaries on Peyser's book, critics have become more forgiving. Over time, her formerly sleazy tell-all has found its way into the Gershwin canon (not the boom-boom kind: I keep telling you!). A three-inch-thick Gershwin tome by Howard Pollack, the "definitive" bio until the next one comes along, admits Peyser's scholarship is a bit wonky, but nevertheless cites her work three or four times in a fairly straightforward manner. It's included, which in itself lends her work validity. By some mysterious process that I don't understand, her controversial, vilified, preposterous and completely discounted biography now "counts".

Could it be that she got it right?

But here's the thing. When I try to dig up some hard, plausible evidence that Alan Gershwin exists, or ever did exist, I can't find anything. There is a glorious photo gallery of "someone" - the photographer claims it's AG - taken when he would have been 88 years old. The fine facial bone structure that has kept him photogenic all these years is a trait he shares with George (who never had the misfortune of growing old). But I can't post these, they're protected by the web site, and there's no text with them that I can find. Nothing to explain the photos. Nothing at all.

The few sites I found that even mention Alan Gershwin now identify him as "son of George", not "supposed" or "alleged" or any of that. No one seems to question it any more. But except for a claim to be a composer in his own right, this man of nearly 90 left very little trace. I found a YouTube video of just one piece he wrote called The Gettysburg Anthem, performed a few years ago at a small church for a commemorative Lincoln event. But the piece was composed FIFTY years ago - a bit longer than the time it took for GG to snatch his notation paper off the piano and perform it in public the same night. In his case, the smoke was still rising, the ink was still wet.

And that is all. No more videos. No more compositions. Nothing. I modestly have to tell you that there is a hell of a lot more of MY stuff on the internet, maybe because I don't know when to keep my mouth shut.

Tantalyzingly, there is a Facebook page that had me racing to find it, but in essence there's nothing on it except a link to a review from the late 1990s of the Peyser bio, one of the very few positive ones that thought her claims of an illegitimate son were valid.

There's also a cropped photo of AG's mouth, the feature that most resembles GG's. Hmmmmm.

If you're to believe this strange and ultimately unproven story, people would see the young Alan Gershwin and nearly fall over backwards because they thought they were seeing a mini-George. Imagine what a shock it must have been after GG's untimely death in 1937. Alan Gershwin was a walking stigma, or else just an oddity with a chance resemblance. But it wasn't just the way he wore his hat, the way he sipped his tea. His gait, his way of inhabiting his lanky body, his nervous energy and the smile that made you hear bells and the intoxicating rattledy-bang of trains - they really did seem to match up.

Or did they?

AG has never submitted to a DNA test. And of course, there are lots of examples of the Separated at Birth phenomenon (many of which I've posted here) that are almost creepy in their similarity.

Might AG be one of these? Now that he has aged, the resemblance isn't quite so startling, except at certain angles. The photo most widely circulated plays that up.

And yet, and yet.

One of the tidbits I found, deep in the archives of a website called The Blacklisted Journalist, was this piece of information, true or not:

Alan Gershwin was born in Brooklyn on May 18th, 1926, his birth certificate recorded in the name of Albert Schneider, with Mollie Schneider, Alan's mother's sister, listed as his mother.
In Alan's early years and during his occasional visits with his famous father, Gershwin could never find the courage to acknowledge Alan as his son and introduced Alan as a "son of a friend".
For what appears to be endless years, Alan waged a futile battle for full acknowledgement. And while the evidence is overwhelming, denials rage on.

After a sad childhood, lacking even a shred of his father's musical genius, Alan approaches the waning segment of his life still hoping the world will, at the very least, announce him as "the son of George Gershwin," not Gershwin's "son of a friend."

Now that the world is paying at least a scrap of attention, at least enough to take his picture and set up an empty Facebook page, perhaps Alan Gershwin (IF he's Alan Gershwin) feels vindicated. Believe me when I say that I am a bloodhound, and if there is any more information to be found, I will find it. But I haven't found it yet.

Some people coat-tail all their lives, and it's sad. Meanwhile, a weird thing has happened: Alan Gershwin has morphed into someone who looks sort of like George's grandfather, if grandsons bore that much resemblance (which they don't).

In fact, in a rare photo of George's father, we see no resemblance at all.

Just when I am ready to write this off as a strange posthumous form of stalking, I think of Charles Lindbergh. Lindbergh was a bona fide American hero, an aviator who flew solo from New York to Paris in 1927. Tickertape parade, picture on the cover of Time, the whole works. (Except Time probably didn't exist then.) Though he was supposedly happily married to the longsuffering Anne Morrow Lindbergh, rumors dogged him throughout his life that he in fact had several families scattered all over Europe, and that he had fathered, according to the garbled information I found, either four, five or nine illegitimate children (along with the six he had with Anne). These rumors seemed as preposterous as the murmurings that he was a Nazi sympathizer, until the surviving children took DNA tests in the mid-2000s and proved to the world that it was all true.

This one is truly bizarre, one of the strangest photographs I have ever seen. I have no idea where it came from, who took it, and why. Like all the other shreds I found, there's no explanation for it. It appears to be a shot of Alan Gershwin's face in profile, directly behind that of his father, perhaps made as a deliberate comparison. This would have been hard to accomplish, I mean technically, back in the day, so it may be a sophisticated form of photoshopping. The scribbles all over it are somewhat similar to the scrawling George liked to do when he gave someone a photo. He was even known to write little musical phrases, like-a so:

Or were the scribbles by George himself? Unlikely - they're big and sloppy and nothing like George's small, neat, upright hand. (Sidebar note: apparently George's original manuscripts were as immaculate as Mozart's, often without a single correction.) They also obscure the photo, which would have driven him crazy. In spite of the dash and verve of his music, his vibe suggests to me obsessive attention to detail and an insistence on order. On top of that, like most geniuses he was an inherently narcissistic personality who needed the world to see that incredibly beautiful face.

So we are left to compare basic features: the flattish face, the aristocratic high-bridged nose with its handsome Jewishness, the long clean jaw reminiscent of a movie star's. The sloping forehead with its receding hairline. The sweet, sad, expressive eyes that one jilted girl friend described as "heavenly". But most of all, and perhaps this is why it is on the FB banner, the "Hapsburg lip", pouty, sensual and a little sardonic. George had a killer mouth, with the kind of insolently brilliant smile that would light up a foggy day in London Town, or anywhere else.

What do you think? Are you with me here? Am *I* even with me here? Due to the frustrating lack of information, I don't think I will ever know for sure.

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BONUS! Just found an incredible version of the "superimposed" GG with Alan Gershwin. It was for sale on Etsy, of all things, for five bucks, an "original", and that's all it said. The mystery deepens. . .

THIS IS HUGE! Recently I sadly learned of the passing of Alan Gershwin. But with his death, yet more mystery is emerging. Anyone who is interested in this strange case should read the article by David Margolick from the New York Times. The mystery may be solved - or is AA more enigmatic than ever?

https://www.nytimes.com/2018/03/06/obituaries/alan-gershwin-who-claimed-a-famous-father-is-dead-at-91.html
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Mathew PaustApril 9, 2015 at 1:22 PM

HmmmmmmmReplyDelete



Margaret GunningApril 9, 2015 at 2:02 PM

Double-hmmmmm!ReplyDelete



MarcJanuary 9, 2016 at 2:02 PM

I met AG at a Bar Mitzvah at which I was performing with my band in 1999. I talked to him for a while, and he sent me an autographed photo of himself at an age when he looked remarkably like GG. The inscription reads, "For Marc Sherman, on behalf of my illustrious father, I am musically yours, Alan C. Gershwin. 10/22/99" I've read the Peyser book, and have always wondered why AG never submitted to a DNA test, unless it was the GG family that refused to cooperate.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningJanuary 9, 2016 at 4:19 PM

Fascinating! I have mixed feelings about this whole subject. The man seems to live through Gershwin, as if being his (perhaps) son has been his whole life. And yet, there is a guy going around who looks more like Obama than Obama. Lookalikes can make a very good living at it. So I am not sure, especially since he balks at the DNA test. I am re-reading the Peyser right now. I have seen some reviews of it (which are still on the internet, a lot of them for some reason) from when it first came out, and everyone blasted it as heresy. The level of fury tended to say there was some denial going on. The critics protested too much, not wanting "their" George sullied by such possibilities as being hung from the ceiling and whipped by Kay Swift. But more recent Gershwin bios are citing/quoting Peyser as if her ideas have gained more credence in the interim. I get the impression GG has been hermetically sealed by the family for a very long time, adding to his mystery. There is so much we still don't know. He seems to have had the x-factor that makes a genius, whereas Berlin, Arlen, et al. aren't much known to the younger generation. I mean: White Christmas, versus I Got Rhythm/Rhapsody in Blue? Anyway, I am deep in another George phase right now and back on the fox hunt, posting like mad. Tally-ho! (Oh, and - did AG ever really write any music? There is one YouTube vid which purports to have a performance of a very old choral piece, but I am not sure about it.)Delete


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MarcJanuary 9, 2016 at 9:59 PM

I don't know if AG has/had any musical talent or not. There is that Gettysburg Anthem that he composed:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=INFRrUopSIU.
I did see a video of him banging (and I do mean banging) on a piano once.
He declined to sing with my band, and doesn't play any musical instrument as far as I know.
BTW, I performed my mini version of Rhapsody in Blue at 2 concerts today.ReplyDelete



Margaret GunningJanuary 9, 2016 at 11:05 PM

Where do you play? Piano? RiB is immortal, I think.

I am starting to wonder if AG is a pretender. He seems like a sad figure, living only through his "father", and the stories in the Peyser book seem a bit contrived.

She doesn't get into the "was he gay or wasn't he?", to which I answer, WHO CARES?ReplyDelete
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MarcJanuary 10, 2016 at 8:42 AM

I perform in the Philadelphia area and surrounding counties (Bucks and Montgomery), plus South Jersey.Delete



MarcJanuary 10, 2016 at 8:45 AM

You can hear samples of my piano playing here:
http://www.cdbaby.com/Artist/MarcShermanDelete



Margaret GunningJanuary 10, 2016 at 10:48 AM

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Margaret GunningJanuary 10, 2016 at 10:52 AM

That's OK, I found the CD site! Enjoying it. My piano teacher told my mother I was "unteachable", so to hear this kind of expertise is wonderful!Delete



Margaret GunningJanuary 10, 2016 at 11:00 AM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IgApJUs7DA4 Don't know if this will work - a YouTube video of Love Walked In, my current fave GG, sung in Russian. Wonderful arrangement, beautifully sung.Delete


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UnknownApril 1, 2016 at 12:28 AM

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Margaret GunningApril 1, 2016 at 12:46 AM

Then again, AG refuses to take a DNA test, as does William Shatner's "son" who is suing him for x-million dollars. It may be one of the hazards of fame. Another "thing" that comes up with Gershwin is "was he or wasn't he gay?" Personally I don't care, and the answer may be "yes" (both ways), but does it really matter now? We have the music.Delete


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UnknownApril 16, 2016 at 8:19 AM

He is not gay. George or Alan Gershwin. So before you speak stupidly get your facts straight. Alan is a very difficult man but he is very lovely. It is amazing to know him and k would never change that. If you only had the privilege and be as blessed as I am.ReplyDelete



UnknownJanuary 29, 2017 at 10:14 PM

YOU NOT ONLY RESEMBLE HIM PERFECTLY , BUT YOU HAVE THE TOTALITY OF ALL HIS MUSICAL TALENTS .= MARZZY-' the lady's with me 'ReplyDelete



KATHARINE WEBERApril 22, 2017 at 5:28 AM

Alan Gershwin is a living person who has had a very hard life. The nonsense here about his "refusal to submit" to DNA testing gets it exactly wrong. The Gershwin family have never been willing to provide anything for him to be tested against. It has been his lifelong hope to be able to prove his heritage. Joan Peyser searched desperately for a way to get this testing done while she was writing her problematic book (for which the superimposed double profile photo was created). Peyser asked me repeatedly if I possessed anything of my grandmother Kay Swift's that might have George's DNA. She was particularly hopeful for any envelope or postcard that might have a stamp George himself had licked. I had nothing for her, as my grandmother destroyed all letters and photos after George's death in order to preserve privacy. There is no certainty about Alan's claim, but there is much to suggest he is indeed George's son. Kay Swift, who met him when he was a child at least twice, would never make a public statement about this but she certainly never denied his claim.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningApril 22, 2017 at 10:47 AM

Thank you for your comments. I especially value your perspective as Kay Swift's granddaughter. She in some ways reminds me of Mozart's sister Nannerl, who never achieved her rightful place in musical history. Would I be correct in saying the Gershwin family are still trying to negate AG's existence, or at least keep him a secret? Even in the age of Google it is difficult to find any information about his life. At any rate, I found Peyser's book a mixed experience, with some claims that seemed over the top or even downright gossipy. But other bios were almost too reverent, gingerly tiptoeing around anything that would disturb the legend. Others hyperfocused on the music, brushing past problematic areas in GG's personal life. Peyser waded right in there fearlessly, and from what I can dig up, the critics absolutely clobbered her. Now, she is being cautiously reconsidered as a valid biographer, perhaps because of that lack of intimidation (and - just maybe - validation of some of her more outrageous claims). GG's early death must be a factor, and the fact that he was so quintessentially American, reflecting the lavish blooming of musical culture in the '20s-'30s. I also wrote many (many!) posts about Oscar Levant, who in many ways couldn't have existed without GG. But in finding out more about Levant, I couldn't help but gain deeper insight into GG. "Upper berth, lower berth - the difference between talent and genius", indeed.Delete



Gregory MooreMay 17, 2017 at 5:51 PM

Alan is alive and well, having just turned 91 years old this week. He's been a friend of mine for several years. He lives with his long-time 'lady-friend," Blossom Tracy (who's 96--and the last wife of Arthur "The Street Singer" Tracy) in NYC. They're certainly one of New York's most colorful couples. I'm a musical scholar...and do you know what? I believe him! When I look at his face, there is no denying there is a strong physical resemblance. I choose to believe him and give him the benefit of the doubt--as I would hate to have it someday be proven that he IS George Gershwin's son--and I was one of the people who didn't believe him. He keeps a pretty sunny outlook, most times...though he does have sort of a cloud of sadness about him. What an awful thing it would be, to have the world deny you your own birthright, wouldn't it? Incidentally, that photo superimposition was originally run in CONFIDENTIAL MAGAZINE in the mid-1950's--they ran an entire article about him, which I could send you if you're interested. In any case, thank you for shining the light on this under-reported musical mystery. I believe you, Alan!Delete



Margaret GunningMay 17, 2017 at 9:14 PM

Please do! I would love to see it. I find this whole subject fascinating. I wasn't expecting this many intriguing comments, including a recent one from Katharine Weber, Kay Swift's granddaughter. I went through a real GG phase in my writing and tried to see him through various lenses, especially the people around him.http://margaretgunnng.blogspot.ca/2015/04/stalking-gershwin-julias-story.html I do appreciate your comments and believe you're fortunate to know Alan Gershwin. I'm becoming more convinced all the time! Your description of "a pretty sunny outlook, most times. . . though he does have a sort of cloud of sadness about him" reminds me a lot of people's descriptions of George Gershwin. No matter how many biographies you read, it's very hard to get close to a sense of how he really was. To my surprise, I learned that he appeared to many people (including Ira, who was terrified) as a ghost after he died, no doubt due to all that unfinished business. Anyway, thanks!Delete


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JennyMay 23, 2017 at 12:24 PM

Just saw this page. I knew Alan Gershwin when I lived in NY. When I knew him he was selling copies of that double profile portrait ... autograph extra.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningMay 23, 2017 at 12:57 PM

I've received so many comments on this post from people who know/knew Alan Gershwin. He remains a mysterious figure to me. Thank you for your contribution to the enigma.Delete



UnknownAugust 23, 2017 at 1:01 AM

ALAN GERSHWIN IS NOT AN ' E N I G M A ' ; BUT RATHER IS A REAL ' L I V E ' FLESH AND BLOOD INDIVIDUAL , WHOM NOT ONLY LOOKS LIKE HIS FATHER ; ' GEORGE GERSHWIN ' BUT ALSO HAS THE SAME MUSICAL TALENTS OF HIS FATHER ! I KNOW THIS , BECAUSE I'VE HEARD HIS MUSIC . DID YOU KNOW THAT , HE EVEN HAS HIS OWN PUBLISHING CO. ! I FIRST MET HIM IN 1985 AT A LECTURE IN NEW YORK CITY , ON A TOPIC OF MUTUAL INTEREST , AND WE INSTANTLY BECAME ACQUAINTANCES AND LATER , VERY GOOD FRIENDS . YOU JUST COULDN'T HELP BUT LIKE THIS MAN INTENSELY . ONE OF THE THINGS I WOULD SAY TO HIM OVER THE YEARS THAT I KNEW HIM , WAS THAT IN ADDITION TO ALL THE WONDERFUL MUSIC HE WROTE , THAT HE MISSED OUT ON HIS OTHER SECOND CALLING IN LIFE ! THAT WAS THAT HE ' ALAN GERSHWIN ' IS A GREAT COMEDIAN ! I OFTEN SUGGESTED HIM TO ALSO TRY DOING THAT FORM OF ENTERTAINMENT , AS A SECOND POSSIBILITY . I'M CERTAIN HE WOULD HAVE BEEN QUITE SUPERB AT IT . I CAN SEE THIS IS BECOMING A LONG ABSTRACT SO THINK OF HIM AS A WONDERFUL ' HUMAN BEING ' FIRST AND THEN TRY TO UNDERSTAND THE NIGHTMARE HE WENT THROUGH IN LIFE , IN JUST TRYING TO ' PROVE HIMSELF ' FIRST , AND THEN WHOM HE REALLY IS AND IN ALL OF HIS 80 + YEARS HAS RAISED CHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN , I'D SAY ". . .YOUR A BETTER MAN , FOR HAVING DONE IT ALL. . ." ! PLEASE EXCUSE ANY TYPOS OR GRAMMA MISTAKES , AS IVE ' SLOSHED ALL THIS TOGETHER AT 4AM ! ALSO PLEASE EXCUSE MY USING ' CAP-LOCKS ' AS I TYPE MUCH FASTER AND MORE ACCURATELY WITH THEM ON ! THANK YOU !Delete


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Josh Max's Smash and Grab ComicsJuly 15, 2017 at 5:01 PM

Met and spoke with Alan Gershwin in 2003 at the annual International Al Jolson festival on Long Island. Nice guy, looked exactly like his pa, if his pa was in his 80s.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningJuly 15, 2017 at 9:26 PM

I find that fascinating. So many people have left comments about how they met him or know him, and most are convinced he is indeed GG's son.Delete


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UnknownAugust 23, 2017 at 1:01 AM

ALAN GERSHWIN IS NOT AN ' E N I G M A ' ; BUT RATHER IS A REAL ' L I V E ' FLESH AND BLOOD INDIVIDUAL , WHOM NOT ONLY LOOKS LIKE HIS FATHER ; ' GEORGE GERSHWIN ' BUT ALSO HAS THE SAME MUSICAL TALENTS OF HIS FATHER ! I KNOW THIS , BECAUSE I'VE HEARD HIS MUSIC . DID YOU KNOW THAT , HE EVEN HAS HIS OWN PUBLISHING CO. ! I FIRST MET HIM IN 1985 AT A LECTURE IN NEW YORK CITY , ON A TOPIC OF MUTUAL INTEREST , AND WE INSTANTLY BECAME ACQUAINTANCES AND LATER , VERY GOOD FRIENDS . YOU JUST COULDN'T HELP BUT LIKE THIS MAN INTENSELY . ONE OF THE THINGS I WOULD SAY TO HIM OVER THE YEARS THAT I KNEW HIM , WAS THAT IN ADDITION TO ALL THE WONDERFUL MUSIC HE WROTE , THAT HE MISSED OUT ON HIS OTHER SECOND CALLING IN LIFE ! THAT WAS THAT HE ' ALAN GERSHWIN ' IS A GREAT COMEDIAN ! I OFTEN SUGGESTED HIM TO ALSO TRY DOING THAT FORM OF ENTERTAINMENT , AS A SECOND POSSIBILITY . I'M CERTAIN HE WOULD HAVE BEEN QUITE SUPERB AT IT . I CAN SEE THIS IS BECOMING A LONG ABSTRACT SO THINK OF HIM AS A WONDERFUL ' HUMAN BEING ' FIRST AND THEN TRY TO UNDERSTAND THE NIGHTMARE HE WENT THROUGH IN LIFE , IN JUST TRYING TO ' PROVE HIMSELF ' FIRST , AND THEN WHOM HE REALLY IS AND IN ALL OF HIS 80 + YEARS HAS RAISED CHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN , I'D SAY ". . .YOUR A BETTER MAN , FOR HAVING DONE IT ALL. . ." ! PLEASE EXCUSE ANY TYPOS OR GRAMMA MISTAKES , AS IVE ' SLOSHED ALL THIS TOGETHER AT 4AM ! ALSO PLEASE EXCUSE MY USING ' CAP-LOCKS ' AS I TYPE MUCH FASTER AND MORE ACCURATELY WITH THEM ON ! THANK YOU !ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningAugust 23, 2017 at 9:52 AM

I'm amazed at the comments I still get on this subject after more than two years. It seems that many people have met him, know him, and love him. I can believe he has had a very hard life living in this shadow, though it must be a source of pride. Thank you for your comments, I appreciate them. I don't usually make it to 4:00, but I've been known to be up til 2:00. I find I can't type slowly as I make too many errors. My fingers have to forget what they're doing.Delete


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UnknownDecember 5, 2017 at 4:46 AM

Alan gave me one if those superimposed Alan/George pictures once. I also have a cassette tape of Alan's songs. He'd come into a Greenwich Village bar I played at and immediately start requesting that I play one of his songs. The only one that wasn't utter hack work was called "This Is Only The Beginning." I must have been the only person playing any of his songs in the entire decade.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningDecember 5, 2017 at 10:50 AM

I'm beginning to get a very complicated picture here. Some have echoed your thoughts about AG as an untalented wanna-be, but others insist he's the real thing. At this point I don't know what to think, but I do appreciate all the comments, including yours.Delete


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Pam JonesMarch 1, 2018 at 6:25 AM

I know a girl that claims to be the granddaughter of Alan Gershwin. I see no mention of his having married or if he had children. I would like to be able to speak to someone who would really be able to tell me if this girl is correct. She also told us that he had passed away on 2/22/18. Can anyone speak to the validity of any of this information?ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningMarch 1, 2018 at 10:39 AM

Thank you for your comments. This mystery is far from solved! So far this is all I’ve found:

http://www.shalomjewish.com/Services.html

https://www.facebook.com/alancgershwin/

This seems to indicate that he passed fairly recently. Information on GG is very, very scant. The Facebook page hadn’t been updated in four years and had almost no information, but the comments were intriguing. I do recall trying to contact Marty Freedman and being told it was the wrong person, though I don’t remember any more details. But there is some actual contact information here that you might want to follow up on. I can’t believe the number of comments I’m still getting on this, so I will keep looking and post whatever I find. So many people are interested in this man! My gut feeling now is that he wasn’t Gershwin’s son, but that’s just from what I’ve read and seen.Delete



Pam JonesMarch 1, 2018 at 1:04 PM

Super interesting. Not surprised that every aspect of Allen Gershwin's life is shrouded in some sort of mystery. it does make it feel a bit fabricated but who really knows. I hope that someone can eventually speak knowledgeably about AG's death and the possibility of his having children of his own.Delete


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Katharine WeberMarch 6, 2018 at 9:49 AM

NYT obituary by David Mrgolick should be running tomorrow.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningMarch 6, 2018 at 10:47 AM

Could you send a link, please? You can email me at magunning@telus.net. Thanks.Delete


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UnknownMarch 6, 2018 at 3:47 PM

In the mid-1970's, I met Alan Gershwin in "Pam Pams" a former Greenwich Village eatery on Sheridan Sq. After that, we would meet there occasionally,have coffee and talk and speak on the phone. His address,The Parc Vendome on W.57th St., and ph.# are still in my old address book. He was a nice, gentle man who talked about who he was and his attempts at getting the Gershwin family to recognize him. He was a big fan of Nicholas Tesla and was writing a book on him. I had no reason to doubt his claim at the time.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningMarch 6, 2018 at 4:36 PM

I think this subject has drawn a record number of comments (since my blog usually doesn't get comments!). This especially surprises me in light of the fact that the original post ran three years ago. I had a thought that, though he believed he was Gershwin's son, someone may have convinced him of it for reasons unknown. That's not the same thing as being an impostor. So many people who commented here say they met AG him or knew him, and all of them mention his deep attachment to GG. Some have very flattering things to say about him, some not so flattering. Now that he is gone, we may never have conclusive evidence either way. Emotionally and spiritually, I think he was GG's son, but I am not sure about literally. It does seem to have been the central concern and pursuit of his life. GG's life was strange enough, and had he lived a normal span, perhaps this mystery would have been closer to resolution. Thanks for commenting!Delete


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Margaret GunningMarch 6, 2018 at 4:51 PM

An excerpt from a recent obituary/article in the NY Times. Since I can't post a live link here, I'll post it at the end of my piece: "Ms. Peyser’s case for Mr. Gershwin was also skewered, and with a redemptive paperback edition in mind, she set out to buttress it with irrefutable DNA.

There were setbacks: Blood tests revealed that the cousin with whom Mr. Gershwin claimed to have been reared was his brother after all. (He then argued that George Gershwin must have fathered the brother, too.) Meantime, assisted by a Yale medical school professor, Ms. Peyser tried procuring slides of George Gershwin’s brain, from which genetic material might be extracted. An investigator paid nearly $3,000 for a postcard that George Gershwin had sent from Atlantic City in 1918, propelled by a stamp he had presumably licked.

Most dramatically, in January 1999, moments before the place closed for the day and her body was removed, a former F.B.I. agent who had been enlisted in the cause yanked a small tuft of hair from the head of George Gershwin’s sister, Frances Gershwin Godowsky, as she lay at the Frank E. Campbell Funeral Chapel on Madison Avenue. The hair, paired with a swab taken from the reluctant Mr. Gershwin’s mouth, was sent to a lab in Boston.

Mr. Gershwin’s lawyer had devised a sliding scale to calculate his take once he had proved Mr. Gershwin’s case, running from 40 percent of the first $5 million Mr. Gershwin collected to 35 percent of the next $5 million, down to a quarter of anything over $25 million. But the lab dashed all such dreams: Ms. Godowsky and Alan Gershwin, it found, were not related."

You can't make this stuff up!ReplyDelete



Margaret GunningMarch 6, 2018 at 5:05 PM

Obituaries New York Times

Alan Gershwin, Who Claimed a Famous Father, Is Dead at 91

By DAVID MARGOLICK MARCH 6, 2018

You may be able to find the piece by googling this information. It's a fascinating piece.
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MJMarch 7, 2018 at 9:42 AM

I can't understand why Alan never put the story to rest in his later years. I guess everyone likes a good hoax. My favorites are the Cardiff Giant and the girls from Cottingly with their fairy photos. In those cases and in most really GOOD hoaxes, eventually the people behind them admit it.

Often, it doesn't matter, since some people will continue believing. I wonder if Alan figured it wouldn't matter if HE admitted that it was just a story. The fact that he refused to allow a DNA test for so long should have been the end of it, it seems, but it wasn't. People still believed and, no doubt, continue to believe now that the evidence is in.

The only thing I can figure is that he had to keep it up because it was pretty much his whole life. It sounds like he dedicated nearly his entire run as a living person to the hoax. It also sounds like he will continue the tale as a non-living person. Just another example of if you say something enough times, people will think it's true.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningMarch 7, 2018 at 11:17 AM

And then there's Piltdown Man, who wasn't even a person! Scientists believed it was an authentic human fossil for - how long? How many years? It's like the painting hanging upside-down in the Louvre. People see what they are convinced is real. From the comments I've received, those who knew AG claimed he talked almost exclusively about being GG's son. He made it into his 90s exuding that sense of exiled royalty (the stuff of fairy tales), which was his raison d'etre. A sorry figure, except now that he's gone I can say that I found him obnoxious. I have a photo of the "exclusive" magazine spread from the '50s and I'm going to try to blow it up and get some text off it. What a weird case, but great writing material! Thank you for your comments.Delete


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UnknownMay 28, 2021 at 2:26 PM

Goodness, could Alan LOOK more like his father? Who cares what the NYT and The Gershwin Estate and Google try (Why, I don't really know?) to de-tract. Its Biology 101 and Human History. God Bless Alan Gershwin for having the courage to speak up and identify himself against all odds. Kind of disappointed that the Gershwins would be so shady. Tried to find photos of Alan's 4 children and grand children...or George's great-grandchildren, but could not locate on Google. Why...why?ReplyDelete



Tracey SternMarch 20, 2024 at 10:35 PM

Late to the thread. I had my dna done a few years back and the closest dna relative to me was a fellow named Alan Gershwin (never heard of him) Did some research and learned Alan was born Albert Schneider, and was either my great uncle, or my mother’s first cousin. Mom’s maiden name is Schneider. Albert, my mom and her siblings were all born in Brooklyn. I found and spoke to “Alan Gershwin’s’ son (we matched dna and he is my first cousin) He wasn’t close with his dad and said he only got in touch to borrow money. Kind of a con man. Alan/Albert was never the same after the war, dishonorably discharged and returned convinced he was GGs son. Mom’s turning 100 and has Alzheimer’s and her sibling are dead, so I might never find out why he was never spoken about in our family… he was kept secret.ReplyDelete
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Margaret GunningMarch 21, 2024 at 11:23 AM

What an amazing story! Thank you so much for sharing it with me. I've been blogging for 12 years or so (and I know blogs have gone out of style, but so have I) and never got so many responses to a single post. When I get comments on posts I wrote NINE years ago, it truly amazes me. This one is still an unsolved mystery, though it surprises me how many people weighed in on it, each from a different angle and some with an eerily close connection to the enigma. I do wonder if he truly believed he WAS George's son, particularly towards the end of his life, and had been abandoned by his famous father. Or was it indeed just an elaborate con? Surely the myth would gain powerful sympathy from some quarters, and he DID compose one piece of music that we know of. Someone else told me he played the piano, but badly. I have come to the conclusion his story likely wasn't true, but he obviously put great energy into maintaining the narrative. At any rate, wow. This is truly incredible, and to learn all this after nine years has just lit up my morning.Delete


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