Word: dialects
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Your praise may be too lavish . . . You should not applaud your own story. If the story you have told has made no impression on the listener, do not repeat it in a vain attempt to get some response . . . Unless you are very good at it, never use a dialect in telling an anecdote...
...Morning Show. In her place he hired blonde Edith Adams, probably no better at singing than Betty. Why did he do it? Explained Paar: "We're on the air 15 hours a week, mostly without script, so everyone has to double in brass. Edith Adams can do any dialect, sing in Italian, German and French, and mimic personalities from Louis Armstrong to Marilyn Monroe. What's more, she's full of ideas, and ideas are what we live...
...originally written for the stage, the score is full of surprises: when sung, some of the waltzes and polkas take on a warbling charm they do not have as orchestra pieces alone. The libretto is preposterous, but offers linguists an unusually rich sampling of Viennese slang, a quaint, native dialect distantly related to German. (Samples: charmuziern, v., to flirt; G'spusi, n., girl friend; Remasuri, n., big shindig; tulli, adj., first-rate.) Soprano Schwarzkopf, veteran of Mozart and Brahms, has a fine romp. General performance and recording: tulli...
Undisturbed by the absence of a plot, the stars race after one another in a cluster of flashy production numbers. Not content with one run-through of "Alexander's Ragtime Band," for example, the entire cast pursues the piece in any mimicable dialect--all with gusto and girls. The finale is especially typical, with everything in motion. A gigantic pedestal moves up and down, banners swirl, toe dancers spin about, and jugglers far in the background fling objects into whatever space remains. The effect is quite fulsome, and with the exception of Marilyn, a wholesome and generally entertaining musical...
...night a month ago, Gray Leakey was challenged by prowling armed terrorists. In their own dialect, he told them that he was unarmed, turned his back and strolled away. True to his expectations, they let him go unharmed. One evening last fortnight, however, as Leakey, his wife and his stepdaughter Diana Hartley were having supper at the farm, a band of 30 Mau Mau swarmed out of the woods. Mrs. Leakey rushed to the bathroom with her daughter and helped her escape through a trap door into an attic above. Mrs. Leakey herself was too weak to follow. When Diana...