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...become a U.S. citizen, returned to Berlin in 1954 to take up his old job as director of the City Opera. He was scheduled to retire after opening night, and he left on a high note. At opera's end, the audience enthusiastically applauded Native Son Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau, who sang Don Giovanni brilliantly, but the wildest cheers of its 15-minute ovation were for Ebert. The following night new Director Gustav Rudolf Sellner was not so lucky. He bowed in with avant-garde Composer Giselher Klebe's new opera, Alkmene, an academic, humorless scoring of the ribald...
...DIETRICH CASPARI...
Maysa Sings (Columbia). A Brazilian singer with a smokily wistful voice speaks of old, unforgotten loves: Something to Remember You By, The End of a Love Affair, The Man That Got Away. Occasional faint echoes of Dietrich but without the Dietrich poise...
Purple Band-Aid. A three-stripe sergeant, Mauldin soon had the prerogatives of a general. He cruised the front in his own Jeep-a gift from Lieut. General Mark Clark-twice as famous, and twice as welcome, as any other visitor outside of Marlene Dietrich. He liberated artist's material where he could find it: in Italy he often sketched on the backs of the Mussolini portraits that hung in most Italian homes. "I was no hero," says Mauldin. "I wasn't leading a perilous life." But he got close enough to the shooting to be superficially injured...
...York he befriended Restaurateur Toots Shor, and despite an often-expressed desire for privacy, went on the town with Gossip Columnist Leonard Lyons. He not only allowed but encouraged the world to turn him into a character. He had well-publicized talks about child care with Grandmother Marlene Dietrich ("The Kraut"), jovially referred to himself as Doctor Hemingstein or Old Ernie Hemorrhoid ("The Poor Man's Pyle"), and talked of his literary prowess in prizefighting terms: "I trained hard and I beat Mr. De Maupassant. I've fought two draws with Mr. Stendhal, but nobody is going...