Word: drank
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...last saw him in his tiny one-room apartment in Moscow, which was dominated by a huge black and white canvas entitled The Fish Merchant and Fish. Neither merchant nor fish were in evidence-it was hardly an example of having "knuckled under" to Communist social realism. We drank tea and listened to Tallin playing a lute (made with his own hands) and singing old Russian ballads learned from blind minstrels, with whom he traveled from village to village begging alms when he was a young boy. I was told that he ran away from home...
SATIE: PIANO MUSIC, VOL. 3 (Angel). Debussy called Erik Satie "a sweet medieval musician who wandered into this century." He made a living playing the piano in the bars of Montmartre, drank with Duchamp, Man Ray and the other Dadaists, and wrote breezy little avant-garde compositions. With their whimsical titles (The War Song of the King of the Beans, Waltz of the Chocolate with Almonds) and seemingly random harmonies, they are surprisingly fresh after 50 years. Much of the credit for the exuberant mood of this record goes to Aldo Ciccolini, who plays with such easy mastery that...
...year-old file clerk for the Maryland Casualty Co. in Baltimore (which, as a native, she pronounces "Ballimer") when she met young Spiro Agnew, then a night student at the University of Baltimore Law School. She recalls their first date, when they went to the movies and later drank chocolate milkshakes at an A & W rootbeer stand. They were married 18 months later, in 1942, two days after he had graduated from Army Officers Candidate School as a second lieutenant...
...fire bombings from French helicopters, Dawley soon feels that his past is irretrievable and his future improbable. "They ambled like dead men, seeking refuge from the stony midday sun, no longer knowing that they walked. Land was like alcohol; he walked, and walking was like drinking. He drank it in on waking, and went all day from sundown to blackout wallowing in it until he dropped from exhaustion and total inebriation, happy and not caring if he ever woke again. Trudging all day over the flat stale beer of the stony plain, brandy of hills, mouth shut tight because...
...poring over charts- an occupation that undoubtedly contributes to his mal de mer. "I don't see how Huey enjoys sailing," says an Ondine deck hand. "He's seasick all the time. During the whole Bermuda race, he only ate a couple of pieces of bread and drank a little water...