Word: choiring
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Manilow, in town to play before a sold-out Civic Center audience comprised largely of young girls and middle-aged women, brought the chorus on for an encore version of his hit single. "One Voice." The 35 chorus members, attired in red choir robes, danced around the perimeter of the circular, tiered stage while Manilow sang from the elevated middle...
...Oklahoma City whose residents are usually more intent on dealing in wheat, poultry and oil than nurturing opera singers. Her father, a Pentecostal minister, played a number of instruments by ear, and her mother, a nurse, was also a pianist. Leona inherited their musical gifts, singing in the church choir and dabbling with the violin. As a senior in high school, she once learned an aria from Aida by rote, since she could not read music. To please a teacher, she auditioned for the music department at Oklahoma City University; to her astonishment, she was offered a full scholarship...
...still dark when the priory bell announces the day. In the small, spare chapel built of fieldstone and used wooden beams, 14 brothers gather for their vigil prayer. They arrive singly, dressed in work clothes and blue Oriental-style overblouses. In the choir space, illuminated by a single candle, they wait in quiet meditation until all are present. With them on this weekend morning are some 40 visitors...
...barred window. Inside, everything is dark and quiet. Only the heavy breathing of the sleeping men is audible. Through the black of night can be glimpsed twelve steel cots that have been pushed together and stacked to the ceiling in the cell. Earlier the prisoners had formed a choir. Singing through the slightly opened window, they had intoned: "Unto Thee, Lord, we call: restore a free Fatherland...
...broils their food and acts as an invader repellent. So three of the Ulam prepare to cross what will become Western Europe in search of their elusive prerequisite. Upon their departure, exotic birds soar overhead in salute. The camera eye grows misty in reverence. Philippe Sarde's heavenly choir surges into oratorio orgasm. The quest for fire has begun. And all for the want of a Bic butane...