Word: classicism
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...even deeper than in places where there are more concrete enemies or elements to fight. Walt Whitman ended his poem Facing West from California 's Shores: "But where is what I started for so long ago?/ And why is it yet unfound?" Nathanael West's classic portrayal of California madness, the mob scene in The Day of the Locust, shows the rage of those who fled the ordinariness of their lives. "Where else could they go but California, the land of sunshine and oranges?" he wrote. "Once there, they discovered that sunshine isn't enough...
...reason for coming out against the name change is a classic example of money first, morals later (if ever). Allison believes that "changing the name could give offense and demonstrate insensitivity to many people who are dedicated to this University and its purposes and whose financial contributions make possible our inependent pursuit of learning...
Speaking of red noses one of the classic Christmas gift non-ideas is still a bottle of liquor. You know, get a half gallon of Chivas for your Aunt Minnie who belongs to the Women's Christian Temperance Union and then visit her house a lot. (Got anything to drink? Why, lookee here! Haw, Haw, Haw!) Assuming no one is really that crass, it's best to reserve bottle gifts for people like your boss, your roommates or the police man who let you off the hook when you were doing 75 down Main Street this Thanksgiving. Of course, there...
...instance, there's the Grateful Dead's Shakedown Street, which has a few new tunes, a few classic tunes not on any of their other albums, and a few redone numbers. It's a Dead album, and it's good. Nuff said. Eric Clapton has a little number called Backless out, and it sounds somewhat like his last album. Not that the songs are't (comfortably) rocking, well--crafted and often very satisfying, but Clapton used to be one of the finest guitarists around and he just seems unwilling to break out of his safe, self--imposed semi--mediocrity...
Alice Cooper's From the Inside marks a return to life of the madman-alcoholic-spaceman who came out of the hospital with his shit together and is once again playing creative, crazy, classic Cooper. Much more of the material is personal and some of it, like the title cut and the album--ending "Inmates," which finishes off with a crashing chorus of (yell 14 times) "We're All Crazy," is excellent. This is one Christmas Story with a Happy Ending...