Word: brasses
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...shots of tightly guarded air bases and quotes from top brass, the film shows the Air Force building its strength and keeping on a day-to-day alert to retaliate against attack on the U.S. Then the movie joins 17 officers and men aboard a B-36, stays with them on a 9,000-mile simulated combat flight on a 39-hour route from Texas to Iceland and back. Target: Detroit...
...devil for two years. When the Civil War broke out, he was among the first to enlist. Soldier Bierce did well; he served bravely at Shiloh and Chickamauga, marched into Georgia with Sherman, wound up a lieutenant. As a staff officer, he caught off-duty glimpses of such top brass as Sheridan and Grant. Of Grant's tippling, he recalled: "I don't think he took enough to comfort the enemy-not more than I did myself from another bottle." Bierce himself usually had a skinful...
...students, representing almost every college in Greater Boston including Harvard, jammed into the State House for a noisy hearing last month. Demonstrators from Boston University, 1,000 strong, and led by a brass band, paraded through downtown streets to the hearing...
Conductor Richard Burgin reserved the humor for the end, probably quite unwittingly. Anyone familiar with Brahms' superb piano quartet could not help but be wary of a Schoenberg orchestration calling for two flutes, a piccolo, three oboes, five clarinets, four bassoons, full brass, timpani, snare drum, bass drum, eymbals, triangle, tambourine, Glockenspiel, xylophone, and strings. At the very best, these extra instruments were entirely superfluous to Brahms' musical intentions. At the worst, which was most of the time, they sounded like something Richard Strauss would have reconsidered even in his most beery moments. The percussion thumped, whanged, crashed, and tinkled...
...more damage, from hundreds of shells hurled by U.N. artillery from the south bank of the Han. The Bun Chon shopping district, not badly mauled last autumn, was now flattened. Ambassador John J. Muccio's official residence had taken two more direct hits. The great red- painted, brass-studded gates of the embassy compound were leveled and buried in a welter of rubble. None of the utilities was operating. Streetcar and light wires dangled from poles. A few women dipped water from manholes in gourds fastened to long poles. The capitol building, which the Reds had fired last autumn...