Word: crowd
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...transplanted Englishman, Ensor spent almost his entire life in the Belgian seaside resort of Ostend, working in an attic studio above his family's souvenir and novelty shop, a place crammed with seashells, stuffed fish, old books and the Flemish carnival masks that crowd so many of his canvases. His only long absence from the city began in 1877, when he headed to Brussels and the Royal Academy of Fine Arts, trying and failing to become the academic painter he was never suited to be. Three years later, he was back in Ostend, making highly capable portraits, still lifes...
...bomb went off in his brain. Ensor started experimenting with pencil drawing, teasing out a jittery, evaporating line that could dissolve form into boiling clouds of light. He applied it for a while to religious subjects weirdly poised between the sacred and the profane. Christ before an uncomprehending contemporary crowd was a favorite. That's also the subject of his most famous painting, Christ's Entry into Brussels in 1889. A cartoonish cacophony of marching bands and lurid faces, it's a mob scene straight out of South Park. (Unfortunately it's not included in the MOMA show, which...
...crowd had the intelligent intensity that I would want from a hometown audience, but still maintained a welcoming openness and family-friendly rapport...
...darkness began to envelop the stadium, the crowd's collective restless bladder suddenly became more manageable and the old men on stage suddenly remembered who they were, or at least who they once were. Soon Joel left the stage and John launched his audience through a frenzied stretch of songs in which he became Chuck Berry, Jerry Lee Lewis and his younger self all at the same time, fingers blazing across the piano in electrifying performances of “Saturday” and “Crocodile Rock...
...aristocratic Elton, whose immense individual skill outshines everything else in the stadium, Billy’s at his most entertaining when he’s featuring those around him. That Saturday, he left most of the face-melting solos to his talented band and made sure to get the crowd involved, rambling between songs like someone’s drunk uncle at Thanksgiving dinner. It’s easy to take Joel lightly, especially when he’s attacking bugs with a giant yellow fly swatter, putting on an awful mock-New England accent, and commiserating with the people...