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Dates: during 1970-1979
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When the tempo slowed up a bit in the second period, Boston struck back for two goals in 57 seconds. First, Jean Ratelle knocked in Rick Middleton's rebound, then Don Marcotte wristed a pass from Terry O'Reilly past Ken Dryden to make it 2-1 Boston at 5:34. But the one-goal lead could not hold...
That spirit never fully formed, but that can be blamed more on the problems with the whole rally than on the Young Radios, who played with a lot of energy, intensity, and spirit of their own. After an instrumental bit and a quasi-reggae tune called Scratching (Ruskin: "say sort-of reggae, don't put down that I said quasi-reggae"), the Radios launched into "Modern Day Leper Man," a song about the Three-Mile Island near-disaster, before finishing up with "South Africa." Because the march was not ready to start on time, they did "South Africa" again...
...their money's worth, even at $20 or $25 a seat. They will see and hear first rate singers like Jon Vickers, Regine Crespin, Luciano Pavarotti, Leonie Rysanek, and Sherrill Milnes. They will probably leave with high regard for the Met's artistic standards. They may even be a bit jealous of their New York acquaintances who can stroll down to Lincoln Center, spend astonishingly large amounts of money, and see a Met production anytime during the 24-week opera season...
...touch with that of Voltaire's novel, a satiric classic that describes how a young innocent named Candide, whose tutor has taught him to believe this "the best of all possible world1," experiences an interminable and hysterical series of disasters that teach him to view life a bit more realistically. To reproduce the Voltairian spirit. Prince engaged Hugh Wheeler (A Little Night Music, Sweeney Todd) to re-write the book and Stephen Sondheim (ditto) to furnish some additional lyrics. He also "cast young" in-order to convey the naivete the original production lacked. The Loeb version has added...
...Kids, what do you call it when a gelatinous, undulating mass of 17 hockey teams has shrunk to a compressed--but not radioactive--bubble of four squads, all confident, all talented, all more than a bit nervous? You call it the NHL semifinals, and that's where we begin tonight...