Word: brasses
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Broadway, felt salty planks under foot again aboard a dozen Atlantic Fleet vessels tied up at local piers. Senior officer present: Fleet Admiral William F. ("Bull") Halsey, 74, now leading a land battle to save the fabled carrier Enterprise from the scrap heap. Among the other World War II brass on hand: Admiral Richard L ("Close-In") Conolly, 65, a past master at firing his 16-inchers into the whites of their eyes on enemy-held beaches; Leatherneck General Gerald C. Thomas, 62. mastermind of the prime invasive 1st Marihe Division on Guadalcanal and in Korea...
Fort San Lorenzo, a ruined Spanish post high above the Canal Zone's Caribbean coast, was bright with brass one morning last week. To the strains of music from a military band some 500 senior officers from the U.S. and 18 Latin American countries munched doughnuts and sipped coffee, admired each other's uniforms (578 generals' and admirals' stars, in all), and kept a weather eye out to sea. Then from along the beach below, the shriek of jet planes and blast of simulated atomic bombs drowned out the music. As the planes carried out their...
Roger Wellincroft is told by his father to "go coortin' " Louisa Kilner for her "brass." To the God-fearing Yorkshire farm folk of the East Riding, brass is land, the deity they worship six days of the week. Louisa is to inherit her father's farm on Sunk Island-a flat, melancholy spit of land reclaimed from the Humber estuary. To Sunk Island, Roger goes a-coortin...
...thanked him, bought a ticket and the traditional bag of peanuts, and stepped onto a boat. As we peddled along slowly, the ducks dabbled for peanuts, pigeons fluttered and landed on our brass rail, and grackles cawed and clucked on the ponds little island. On the boat itself, two children lost their pinwheels and a third hit a nearby pigeon's flank with a well-aimed peanut. The ride was as the skipper had said, though, smooth, gliding, and graceful--just like a swan...
...heavily romantic Symphony in B minor by Borodin, whose musical expression is starker and more rough-hewn than Liszt's, but similar in its unrestrained and often pompous emotionality, was sympathetically interpreted by the orchestra. Borodin often employs thick brass and woodwind textures in his scores, and the playing of these sections was particularly good. The objectionable thing here is the music itself, specifically the first movement, which is little more than the reiteration, ad nauseam, of a single motive. The rest of the symphony, although often cumbersome and awkward, is better...