Word: caging
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Cage's self-styled "anarchistic situation" lasted for 30 minutes and was titled Theatre Piece. The composer himself stood in a corner with his back to the flimsy curtain. On the badminton-court-sized stage were eight performers confronting a weird assortment of props: a grand piano, a tuba, a trombone, a cluster of plastic bags hanging by a thin wire and dripping colored water into a washtub, a swing, a string of balloons, a pair of bridge tables littered with the debris of some nightmarish New Year's Eve-champagne bottle in bucket, movie projector, alarm clock...
...grey-flannel slacks walked over to the balloons and started popping them with a pin. A contralto in a sickly green satin cocktail suit began singing St. Louis Blues. A dancer in a black leotard skipped rope while the pianist slammed the keyboard with his elbows. "Five!" cried Cage, his arm descending like the second hand of a clock. Sneakers hit the piano strings with a dead fish. Black Leotard read a newspaper while marking time to the wail of the trombone by flipping a garbage can lid with her foot. The men at the bridge tables popped the champagne...
...whole thing, explains 47-year-old Composer Cage, was a simple exercise in "indeterminancy." Back in his relatively traditionalist period, Cage composed pieces for percussion orchestras, featuring prepared pianos and weird electronic effects. But now, he says, he has no further interest in "expressing myself. I have no desire to improve on creation." The new object is to surprise not only the audience but the performers and the composer himself. When he was asked to write a piece for the Circle in the Square Composers' Showcase series, Cage sat down and worked out his basic time scheme according...
...Wings famed right wing, long a fearsome sight to pro goalies, bore down on the cage and fired low and hard. Sprawling, the New York Rangers' rookie goalie flung out his left leg, and the puck thunked into it. At the next whistle, a Ranger defenseman skated over to the goalie. "Nice stop on Gordie Howe," he said. "Who the hell is Gordie Howe?" asked Goalie Jack McCartan politely...
...equally well against the Chicago Black Hawks. He had to settle for a 1-1 tie only when, in a melee, the puck bounced off a skate and into the net. Twice, burly Bobby Hull, the league's leading scorer, drove straight for the mouth of the cage. Twice, McCartan met Hull headon, bulled him off balance, and booted the puck away. Conceded Chicago's Glenn Hall, hottest goalie in the league: "He's got a good right skate for kicking out shots." At week's end, McCartan took on the fast-skating Toronto Maple Leafs...