Word: cole
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...such a smash hit that ordinary playgoers find it impossible to get seats for any performance sooner than next April. Seats are just a little harder to get because this one satisfied customer has been buying up so many of them. At a cost of more than $1,000, Cole Porter, who wrote the music and lyrics for Kiss Me, Kate, took 97 of his friends along on opening night. He has been back with others 14 times since...
...Cole Porter first night is, in fact, a sort of ceremonial meeting of the two sides of Porter's life-show business and the high-living, high-gloss international society that lionized him long before his songs caught the public's ear. Between opening nights, Porter shuttles back & forth on a more or less rigid timetable between the greasepainted world of Ethel Merman and the gilded, brittle world of Elsa Maxwell...
Broadway had been saying gloomily that Porter had written two flops (Seven Lively Arts and Around the World) and had not turned out a hit since Mexican Hayride. Socially, Cole Porter has always had more invitations than he could possibly accept. Professionally, he had become a wallflower, waiting around for a producer to ask him to do a show. When the right invitation finally came, it was from a pair of new producers, Arnold Saint Subber and Lemuel Ayers, who had to find financial backing the hard way. Porter did his work on Kiss Me, Kate in three months. Then...
...Cole's approach to landscape was typical of his day, which was also the age of William Cullen Bryant and James Fenimore Cooper. Seven years before his death in 1848, Cole explained that "American scenes are not destitute of historical and legendary associations; the great struggle for freedom has sanctified many a spot, and many a mountain stream and rock has its legend, worthy of the poet's pen or painter's pencil . . . And in looking over the uncultivated scene, the mind may travel far into futurity. Where the wolf roams, the plow shall glisten...
...Cole knew the wilderness well. His father was an Englishman who opened a wallpaper shop in the frontier town of Steubenville, Ohio, in 1820. An itinerant portraitist dropped in one day, kindly taught young Cole how to make paint brushes from pig bristles. Soon the boy was wandering from town to town, painting portraits. He lugged along a saddle he had accepted in payment for one job, but he had no horse. Resting on his saddle, in the forest between settlements, he learned to know landscape, and his landscapes later made a hit. In five years he had a Manhattan...