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...more than an hour, confusion reigned in St. Peter's Square. When the smoke first began to curl out of a temporary rooftop chimney from the Vatican's Sistine Chapel at 6:24 p.m. on Saturday, it looked white?the traditional color to signal that the secret conclave within had elected a Pope. But could it be true? Not likely?not on the opening day of the largest, most complex gathering of Cardinal electors in the long pageant of papal elections. Sure enough, with dusk beginning to enfold the splendid statues and pillars of the Bernini colonnade, the smoke turned...
Electoral sessions are in the Sistine Chapel, though due to large number in attendance this time some electors must sit outside the ornate grille that divides the chapel in two. Though the rules allow for unanimous, spontaneous election "by inspiration," no one expects that to occur. In election "by scrutiny," with secret written ballots, a Pope must receive two-thirds of the votes plus one. Two ballots are taken in succession each morning, and two each afternoon. After each unsuccessful vote the ballots are burned along with damp straw; the black smoke tells dead waiting world that the church still...
Brother Blue '48--the storyteller supreme, held over for yet another week at the Emmanuel Church Chapel, 15 Newbury St., Boston, Saturday and Sunday...
...trying to drive his wife up and off the wall. At the Hasty Pudding, Holyoke St., Friday and Saturday at 8, Sunday at 7:30. Brother Blue '48-Stories galore by the guy with the ribbons and things like that. Saturday and Sunday at 8 in Emmanuel Church Chapel, 15 Newbury St., Boston...
...this garland of lovelorn billets-doux shows no sign of Nyro's lyrical gift. Most of the tunes have to do with being wronged, often romantically, sometimes legally: "Autumn's child is catchin' hell," she sings, "for having been too naive to tell/ property rights from chapel bells." These are the best lines on the record. They are promptly diluted, then wasted, like every other tune in this set, by sunblind personal reflections...