Word: crowded
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...than the usual round of interminable speeches and parties. While the world's top moneymen jawed away inside the International Congress Center, outside in the streets legions of leftist demonstrators chanted, "IMF, meeting of murderers!" At one point, policemen carrying Plexiglas shields and billy clubs broke up a boisterous crowd of 2,000. Another day, 75,000 marchers paraded peacefully. While the protests did not disrupt the conference, the bankers knew what they symbolized: a growing anger around the world with the way banks and governments have handled the thorny dilemma of Third World debt...
...city's Riverwalk and in hotel lobbies and elevators, where the songsters break out in "woodshedding" -- the impromptu jam-session-like warbling of old chestnuts -- the camaraderie runs thick. At the Hyatt Regency, three old-timers search the crowd for a baritone. "Come over here, Jamie," one hollers. Let Me Call You Sweetheart suddenly gushes forth, halting a bellman in his tracks...
Cries of recognition resonate through the live oaks as old barbershoppers spy one another in the crowd. A bass from San Diego embraces a long-lost bass from Long Island. The Californian has in tow his 26-year-old son, also a barbershopper. "How many things can you do with your boy and really enjoy?" he asks. Certainly few that are so indelibly G-rated. The society adheres to a ten-point code of ethics, and a committee is available to punish those who might spice their lyrics with a double entendre or even a Swedish joke. The panel hasn...
...with Give My Regards to Broadway. They seem to win hands down on presence and arrangement, but something lacks, and they must settle for third. The Second Edition has easily made the cut too but is haunted by a mediocre first round. Tonight in rhinestone tuxes, they bring the crowd to a frenzy with Darktown Strutters' Ball. Cumulative scores do them in, however, and they finish second...
...such problem for the Chiefs. For a week their tenor and baritone have been battling colds. The tenor popped antibiotics and hunkered in a sauna. Maybe the lack of hard practice helps. In gray tuxes, they captivate the crowd with a medley of lilting love songs. Vowels echo rich and uniform down the darkened rows of fellow singers. Their voices have caught the elusive bird, and the overtone rings clear and shrill. Afterward, as they pace backstage awaiting results, someone is afraid that they missed the real essence. The judges disagree and give them first prize...