Word: combo
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Like sidewalk superintendents, jazz fans like to watch and listen to a clicking combo even if they know little about what is actually going on. The least among the initiates can watch a hot lick go sailing from one performer to another like a hot rivet, and appreciate the way it gets deftly caught and driven home before it combo. When such a flurry of faster and faster tosses is completed without disaster, the jazz fan has a tendency to laugh his appreciation out loud...
...more effective tactical units of the U.S. Army in Korea is the musical combo. Combos are made up of six or seven men; their equipment consists of piano, drums, clarinets, trumpets, saxophones, bull fiddle (with rifles, bazookas, stretchers and ammo boxes in emergencies). Fighting men are likely to find a combo blasting away almost anywhere -at the shower tents just behind Old Baldy, at the medical-clearing stations where the litters are coming in fast, at the rest-area hoedowns helping G.I.s cut an Oriental rug with Korean belles decked out in latest Sears, Roebuck couture. And wherever soldiers find...
Arrangers, like spectacled Private David Hillinger, 24, from the University of Michigan, who plays piano or drums in an Eighth Army combo, lean most to the high-speed, modified bop called progressive jazz. Hillinger does most of his arranging from records played by the Armed Forces Radio Service in Seoul and from the latest records and sheet music sent from home; the sheet music supplied to the bands by Special Services tends to be from months to a year late...
...thousand Swedish fans turned out in Stockholm last week to hear a rocking sample of the best brand of U.S. jazz, beaten out and bellowed by some of the best U.S. practitioners. First, half a dozen instrumentalists gave them a round of modern combo numbers, including C-Jam Blues and Perdido. Then Songstress Ella Fitzgerald stepped forward, let fly with Why Don't You Do Right? and St. Louis Blues. Finally, the stage was darkened and Gene Krupa, his face spotlighted from below, flailed away on the drums...
...what is this I hear about you bringing a piano over there? We don't care for that sort of thing. Some fellows over in "A" entry were trying to form a jazz combo last fall. We broke that up." He smiled reflectively and walked past us into the bedroom. We could hear him picking up papers and letters from the desk...