Word: awe
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...some three-by-six double-felt mats that serve as their playing fields. A jock with thumb muscles as taut as steel shot me a cold look from behind his thick glasses. There wasn't another well-toned muscle on his body, but those thumbs were the stuff of awe. Arye Gittleman's thumbs are the biggest and most skilled in the game. For those who don't know already, Gittleman--MIT '83--has a rippling dynamism on the double-felt that can only be compared to what Tony Dorsett does on the gridiron...
...with violence and malice, and the Weill songs, despite some weakness in the orchestra, wound and horrify as they must. But there are other, less conventional strengths, each illuminating enough of the production to carry it past awkward moments. Lars Gunnar-Wigemark, snarling and slobbering as he narrates, inspires awe and terror even when he enters unexpectedly carrying a bright pink can of Tab; and Martha Hackett as Jenny, Macheath's favorite whore, provides the evening's most gripping moments in her two songs. --Amy E. Schwartz...
There is something enormously appealing about these exercises. They elicit the same awe and pleasure as the discovery of NINA's in a Hirschfeld cartoon, or the realization that Bow and Arrow Streets in Cambridge describe the shapes they form. There's nothing to solve in Inversions--no clues to disentangle or mazes to penetrate. The satisfaction of Kim's "inversions" comes from finding new significance and new wit in the seemingly commonplace...
...lots of people up there eating lunch. The wind picks up a little, cooling the sweat on our backs, and we add a layer or two. And when we get up there, we are pretty quiet, part tired, and part too busy with all the looking around in awe that occupies one on the tops of mountains. Mt. Jefferson, perched between Mt. Adams and Mt. Washington on top of the Northeast. There's nothing to block the view; the world is a great dome with the Connecticut and the Androscoggin running fast and white at its edges. Five thousand, five...
...perhaps "legend" is a misleading word. Bernie Krieger is by no means the William Tell of the Cambridge choral set; his name inspires neither awe nor tremendous admiration. And, unlike Robin Hood, he will probably not be the subject of many great tales of heroism and warm-hearted concern. Indeed, if Bernie Krieger is a legend, he is a legend after the fashion of Pinnochio: all the stories about him are tales of misadventure, tinged ever so slightly with a reluctant love...