Word: bohemianized
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...subsequent entry into rock, which so scandalized the folk fans at Newport, was the logical, and inevitable, outcome of a deep-seated movement in that direction. Nevertheless, it is clear that Dylan emerged considerably enriched from his experience in folk-music. In the first place, the free and bohemian atmosphere of the folk-world allowed, if it didn't encourage, Dylan to develop his own unorthodox singing style, in all the expressive glory of its distorted, flat phrasing...
...earthly personification of Emily Dickinson's inebriate of air and debauchee of dew, stoned on life and art. In answer to the question, "What gods has mankind worshipped?" Dancer Isadora Duncan once replied: "Dionysus - yesterday. Christ - today. After tomorrow, Bacchus at last!" In short she was the quintessential bohemian, the ideal subject for a screen biography. The Loves of Isadora supplies the ideal object: Vanessa Redgrave, whose enactment of Duncan carries with it an exquisite sensitivity and a formidable intelligence...
Grandma trots about in tennis sneakers and a red baseball cap. Papa is a fat slob in unbuttoned pajamas, who has spent a lifetime dabbling in experimental theater. Mama reminisces over an early tussle for bohemian freedom in which she and Papa made love in the front row of the orchestra during a performance of Tannhäuser. Currently, she sleeps with a grinning Neanderthal manservant named Eddie, while Papa affects not to notice...
After a lonely Irish boyhood, and a top British school (Clifton), Cary had a futile three years' fling as an art student in Paris and Edinburgh before entering Oxford. Once there, he gamely tried to disguise his bohemian artist's vocation beneath a carapace of casual tweed, but only succeeded in proving that academies are not sound judges of literary talent. He got an almost unheard-of fourth-class honors...
...Fink "my favorite hippie." The truth is, Fink is something of a square. He does not freak out, sport beads or let his hair hang to his collar. Instead, Fink wears the badge of a deputy inspector in the New York City Police Department. As head cop in the bohemian quarter of Manhattan's Lower East Side, Fink mans a little-known frontier of the law: preventive enforcement. At a time when young nonconformists tend to see cops as oppressors, call them pigs to their faces and even fling excrement at them, Fink stands all but alone...