Word: deeps
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...sense, of course, it will. Presley was not, as he has so often been called, "the father of rock 'n' roll," but he was the first to consolidate all its divergent roots into a single, surly, hard-driving style. Rock had its origins deep in rhythm and blues, which, in a time of strict musical segregation, was black music all the way. Presley gave rock and blues a gloss of country-and-western and a rockabilly beat, but he preserved the undertones of insinuating sexuality, accentuated rock's and blues' rough edges of danger from...
Humanity has always dreamed of flying off into the deep blue yonder. Balloons were the oldest airships, in fact and fantasy: Oz journeyed over the rainbow in a bag of green silk, and Phileas Fogg embarked on his 80-day voyage around the world dangling from a sphere of hot air. Today the sport of ballooning is enjoying a buoyant renaissance. Rotund flying machines with names like The Artful Dodger, Dante and Pollution Solution hover over golf courses and horse pastures, lifting the spirit and ornamenting the air-bright Christmas balls in the summer...
...most of all he finds inner peace in meditation, "turning away from all that happened during the day." Witteveen's parents were both members of the Sufi movement. "I grew up with it. I began to study, and was very much touched and convinced. This is a deep and wide philosophy of life. An important part of it is mysticism." Appropriately among the ten articles of faith professed by a Sufi is the law of reciprocity: "To fulfill by unselfishness and a sense of justice for mankind." The austere Dutchman launches his austerity programs with this profound sense...
Consider: he was operating not in the national pastime, but-in the beginning anyway-at the lowest, least publicized levels of a sport that does not interest very many liberal-minded, middle-class people. Scott broke in on tiny, rural dirt tracks in the Deep South, getting his first opportunities to race only because promoters thought crowds might be interested in seeing a Negro crash and burn. He could expect no mercy from the white stock-car drivers, very few of whom carried N.A.A.C.P. membership cards in their wal lets. The worst Robinson could expect from his prejudiced competitors...
...Angeles, he was drinking and down enough to be thoroughly believable as he sang his own Help Me Make It Through the Night. Now, sober as a choirboy (he has been on the wagon since last September), he held Rita's hand, whispered to her and blended his deep, friendly baritone with her voice of amber and honey. The capacity crowd of 3,700 roared back cheers and bravos...