Word: cools
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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WAPE radio is the best thing that ever happened to Jacksonville in the way of music and we couldn't be happier or more satisfied. We all love the "ape" and think he's the most. It's really a cool place; no stuffed shirts there telling you to go away, no sir; they invite you to come right in and look over the place. I think that's real swell. ANGELA ADAMS
...Matthews, a self-styled beatnik named Eric ("Big Daddy") Nord turned the joint into a coffeehouse. By midsummer, "the Gas House" was in full swing, and the beats pushed in to make the scene, as they say. A jukebox blared the beatniks' Three Bs: Bach, Bartok and "Bird" (Cool Saxophonist Charlie Parker). Bongo drums pounded out broken rhythms from early afternoon to early morning. Folk singers plunked guitars. Far-out paintings dripped from the walls. Ancient, rump-ruptured couches, rescued from the city dump, decorated the floor, and in the center of the room stood an old claw-legged...
...creating them. The sun and stars are mostly plasma; so are many loose particles moving in space between them. In fact, cosmologically speaking, only in a few exceptional places does matter settle down and become electrically neutral. But since the human race lives in one of those places-the cool outside of the planet Earth-its scientists came to think of neutral matter as the normal kind...
...anything, the job of Foreign Office Spokesman Peter Hope was even worse. Suave, suntanned, handkerchief in his sleeve-embodying, as the Observer wrote, "the Foreign Office's distrust of the whole notion of press relations"-Hope applied his cool diction to reciting the food consumed by Eisenhower and Macmillan ("Charentais melon, sole Duglere"), pausing to spell out words down to and including m-e-l-o-n for the benefit of reporters...
These were the sounds that the spectators enjoyed most, and the audience kept its manners within the new tradition-cool and calm. There were no wild cheers, no stomping, no whistles-just a steady, heartfelt applause. Jazz was growing more mature, and so was the audience. When a pair of teen-agers started whooping it up over a Brubeck rendition, yipping "Go man, go!", a well-dressed young Negro sitting in front of them turned and snapped: "Have some respect, won't you, please...