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...authoritatively down. The great Nicky Hopkins in one corner of the stage hunched over piano holding together the music with his discreet and rippling underpinning. Mick Waller on drums, his eyes fixed on Beck, face contorting, eyes glazed, his arms chopping, producing a sharp and clear rattling as each drumbeat rams more or less neatly into Beck's flying notes. Rod Stewart, the singer, a man of flinty beauty, and a fertile smile, has a tingling roughness in his voice...
...Jungle Drumbeat. During a two-week orgy of systematic murder that fall, when tens of thousands of their people were killed and hundreds of thousands maimed, the Ibo tribal elders of the East lost all hope of reconciliation within the Nigerian union. Fearing for the very survival of their tribe, they solemnly invoked the ancient power of Ibo Kwennu, the rallying cry of Ibo brotherhood. From family heads and village elders, there went out millions of messages to virtually every Ibo still living outside the East, each with a single, peremptory instruction: Come home. And from every corner of Nigeria...
Horror & Dissent. Fun is not totally foreign to the Living Theater. In one playlet, for example, to a unison drumbeat of feet there is a rapid-fire recital of everything printed on a dollar bill. But the troupe is obviously happiest with horror, since that best expresses its dissent from contemporary society. Its tour de force is a 31-hour Grand Guignol saga called Frankenstein, which begins with eleven people being dragged screaming, pleading or fighting to the stage. There they are gassed, crucified, electrocuted, and garroted...
Born. To Ringo Starr, 27, keeper of the Beatles' drumbeat, and Maureen Cox Starr, 21, onetime Liverpool hairdresser: their second child, second son; in London. Name: Jason...
Bresson's flow of sound and image is set to an inner rhythm as clear-and at moments as soporific-as a slow-rolling drumbeat. The cumulative effect is massive, finally unforgettable. The death of Joan is a nearly wordless sequence that provides a definitive lesson in economy of style, for it shows little, says all. The Maid's bare feet are seen padding over cobbles. Someone in the crowd trips her. At the stake there is a split second of hesitation: then she is chained, the faggots are lit, and her meager belongings...