Music
See also: List of composers influenced by the Holocaust| Name | Lifespan | Nationality | Achievements | Cause of Death |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Pavel Haas | 1899–1944 | Czech | composer | gas chamber at Auschwitz |
| Žiga Hirschler | 1894–1941 | Croat | composer | |
| Gideon Klein | 1919–1945 | Czech | composer | killed during liquidation of Fürstengrube, a sub-camp of Auschwitz |
| Hans Krása | 1899–1944, | Czech (Bohemian) | composer | gas chamber at Auschwitz |
| Leon Jessel | 1871–1942, Berlin | German | composer | torture by Gestapo |
| Erwin Schulhoff | 1894–1942 | Czech | composer, jazz pianist | tuberculosis at Wülzburg concentration camp |
| Viktor Ullmann | 1898–1944 | Czech | composer, pianist | gas chamber at Auschwitz |
| Karlrobert Kreiten | 1916–1943 | German | pianist | hanged at Plötzensee Prison |
| Alma Rosé | 1906–1944 | Austrian | violinist, conductor | possibly poisoning, at Auschwitz |
| Józef Koffler | 1896–1944, Krosno | Polish | composer, teacher, columnist | probably shot by Einsatzgruppen |
| Leo Smit | 1900–1943 | Dutch | composer | gas chamber at Sobibór |
| Marcel Tyberg | 1893–1944 | Austrian | composer, pianist, conductor | |
| Gershon Sirota | 1874–1943 | Polish | cantor, tenor | killed in Warsaw Ghetto Uprising |
| Ilse Weber | 1903–1944 | Czech | composer, playwright | gas chamber at Auschwitz |
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Famous quotes containing the word music:
“In benevolent natures the impulse to pity is so sudden, that like instruments of music which obey the touch ... you would think the will was scarce concerned, and that the mind was altogether passive in the sympathy which her own goodness has excited. The truth is,—the soul is [so] ... wholly engrossed by the object of pity, that she does not ... take leisure to examine the principles upon which she acts.”
—Laurence Sterne (1713–1768)
“Words move, music moves
Only in time; but that which is only living
Can only die. Words, after speech, reach
Into the silence.”
—T.S. (Thomas Stearns)
“But listen, up the road, something gulps, the church spire
Opens its eight bells out, skulls’ mouths which will not tire
To tell how there is no music or movement which secures
Escape from the weekday time. Which deadens and endures.”
—Louis MacNeice (1907–1963)