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...London's Cambridge Theater, 41-year-old Serge Lifar, fit as ever but fatter, lay prostrate on a rock, in the faun's familiar costume: spotted, close-fitting tights, and naked from the waist up. Debussy's gentle, reedy music was lost in a balcony din of hisses, boos and catcalls. Someone yelled "collaborator" in French; a more irreverent Britisher in the gallery called out "hot dog!" As Lifar picked up a scarf to caress it (it was left behind by a wood nymph) a well-timed whistle split the air. When the curtain came down, there...
Last week the Czechs set out to discover what kind of noises Allied music had been producing behind the din of war. To celebrate the 50th anniversary of the Czech Philharmonic Orchestra, the citizens of Prague opened a four-week Government-financed International Music Festival. Main courses in the feast: jarry American spice and the lean tonal dishes of modernists in Russia, France and England...
...permanent value is its record of one of the few beneficent giants of this century: Toscanini. Often the camera shows that he is singing, shouting, speaking through the music, and for the sake of history it is too bad that his voice is lost in the sound-track din. But the face itself shows God's plenty. Incredibly concentrated, vigilant and severe, it has the intensity of a crucible, the ultimate, almost masklike human magnificence which may be seen in the sculpture of Michelangelo. This face is all the more impressive, when compared with leisured, restive, shy shots made...
...explained to the natives that the jeep was the offspring of the truck that followed with Clark's luggage. Yemenites, who understand heredity, understood that; they have been "electing" members of one family as their rulers since 897 A.D. The latest, Imam Yahya bin Mohamed bin Hamid el Din (76), had asked Clark to come up from Aden, where he is U.S. consul, to arrange for regular diplomatic relations between the two nations...
Exuberantly, waving placards, urged on by cheerleaders, the students snaked through Chungking's winding main street. No one stopped them, no one dispersed them. They blocked all traffic, engulfed even the coolie coal-and-water bearers, whose makeway cries of "Hai! Hai!" were lost in the din of shouting youngsters...