Word: disc
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Brunswick was making records of the music from Blackbirds of 1928. They went on sale last week.* Instead of sending out stereotype notices smart Jack Kapp, Brunswick's publicity man, sent phonograph dealers and record reviewers a disc announcing the album. On Jack Kapp's record Dorothy Fields and James ("Jimmie") McHugh, who wrote the Blackbirds score, paraphrased their theme song "I Can't Give You Anything But Love, Baby" by saying "Let's all say a prayer so they [the records] will sell, baby." If Fields & McHugh's prayer is answered, Brunswick will revive...
...later session Emerson 11 was decorated with three clothes lines, on each of which was attached an illuminated clothespin. Walter announced, "I'll show you a very nice trick in a moment." The "doughnut," a phosphorescent disc, seemed to move on the table towards Margery. "An earthquake," said Walter. He then rocked the table to demonstrate that it was not solid on its feet. He tore a piece out of the doughnut held over the table around a professor's left thumb. "Psychic dinner," the spirit said. Then Walter again said "Good Night...
...forehead with tape." Twenty minutes after the session began, "Walter," the spirit, began to speak. "This is a nice, comfortable room: looks like the Charlestown Jall. What's this, a free country? To--with Harvard." The trance began. Later Walter asked Code to put the "doughnut," an illuminated paper disc, on the table. In doing so, Code touched the psychic structure in the center of the table. "It felt like the fieshy part of a and, rather rough," the report says of this. A megaphone was pushed into Damon's lap; the discrattied around the table. Walter commented, "My sakes...
Kammer and Poole, who in solo dashes evaded the Crimson defense, and on two occasions sent the disc whizzing past deGive will see service as spares. The Kammer-Boice defense combination is counted on to cause the home team considerable difficulty in breaking through to the Tiger cage...
...Alley is sadly aware that Radio has virtually plugged up its oldtime outlets, sheet music and gramophone discs. The average music publisher used to get $175,000 a year from disc sales. He now gets about 10% of this. No longer does a song hit sell a million copies. The copious stream of music poured out by Radio puts a song quickly to death. The average song's life has dwindled from 18 months to 90 days; composers are forced to turn out a dozen songs a year instead of the oldtime two or three...