Word: chantings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Calcuttans are waiting to see. Their city, as always, boils with activity night and day, restless and surcharged. In the evenings, families line the 1,500-ft. Howrah Bridge for a cooling touch of breeze from the distant sea, or stroll the green acres of Maidan Park. Holy men chant by lantern light as the devout perform their religious ablutions in the muddy water of the Hooghly. The bazaars are choked with wandering fiddlers, fortunetellers, cloth merchants, naked children, sidewalk barbers; every third man has fountain pens for sale. In their thousands, the always-hungry poor lie down on their...
...Slovenian capital of Ljubljana one morning last week, a bronzed, imperious figure strode to the lectern of the city's fair pavilion and energetically joined in the applause for himself. Then, as the 1,806 delegates to the Seventh Congress of the Yugoslav League of Communists began to chant his name. Marshal Josip Broz Tito picked up the gauge which had been thrown at his feet by Nikita Khrushchev (TIME, April...
...Russia and Red China, will have an Egyptian secretary-general. When the last resolution had been passed, and delegates from 44 Afro-Asian nations stood, hand in hand, on the stage of Cairo University's Celebration Hall, the predominantly Egyptian audience of 4,000 set up a chant of "O Nasser! O giant! O leader of all rebels...
...French rendering of rock 'n' roll sometimes sounds like a musical accompaniment to Jean-Paul Sartre's La Nausée. While U.S. rockers chant wide-eyed changes on adolescent love, requited and otherwise, their French counterparts in the cellars of Saint-Germain-des-Prés are inclined to peer through their existentialist glasses darkly. The most successful of the Parisian rock 'n' rollers is a 31-year-old self-styled gypsy who goes by the name of Mac-Kac (real name: René Reilles). A jazz drummer, Mac took to rocking after...
...Help Jerry make it go right." In three minutes flame welled up in the launching stand. "She's going!" howled a woman on the beach. Down dropped the last of Big Annie's moorings. A man cried: "She's off!" All along the beaches the chant picked up new voices, a soaring, surging chain reaction sent them into a recitative: "Go!" they yelled...