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Word: clinkers (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1980-1989
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...collaborate on Face the Music in 1932 opened a rich new vein of melody. Depression America fought off the gathering gloom with the cheery bounce of Let's Have Another Cup of Coffee. For the first-act finale of As Thousands Cheer (1933), he dusted off an old clinker called Smile and Show Your Dimple, put a new bonnet on it and called it Easter Parade. Two years later, it was on to Hollywood, where Berlin wrote many of the tunes that sent % Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers flying into celluloid legend. Back on Broadway in 1946, he achieved...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: America's Master Songwriter :Irving Berlin: 1888-1989 | 10/2/1989 | See Source »

...right, suspended in a vacuum, as "Sweet Georgia Brown" trumpets on the soundtrack. After Zalmie's wife is gunned down, he goes to his son Benny who is playing jazz with blacks, and pleads, "If you won't live my dream, at least live my life"--a characteristically melodramatic clinker that calls embarassing attention to itself...

Author: By David M. Handelman, | Title: American Popaganda | 3/18/1981 | See Source »

...Vikings had a more developed culture than people think; not literate exactly, but capable of housing and decorating itself, and equipped with a rudimentary sense of law. Their supreme artifacts were their longships, beakprowed and clinker-built, with a shallow draft so that they could be rowed straight up on the beach for surprise attack, like landing craft, and usually powered by 30 or more oars. Alas, the Viking ships found in such Norwegian burial sites as Gok-stad and Oseberg, and now preserved in Oslo, are too fragile to cross the Atlantic. But as a sort of extension...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: The Small Change of Archaeology | 10/13/1980 | See Source »

...mind: existential dread, for instance. "When they brought the news to me that another bunch at Oxford had scrapped Causality, I stretched out with an icebag on my head. Then it was all random. Certainty was a gone goose, and the soul with it. The soul was a clinker, cold as the meteorites that fell on Toulouse, Knyahinya and, if memory served, Pultusk and Mocs. Man has no purpose...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Where Love and Lechery Overlap | 7/21/1980 | See Source »

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