Word: dulling
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Stories about a friend who could boast of having put fewer than 30 attended lectures under his belt in his entire Harvard career because he spent his daytime gambling at the race track, and his evenings getting laid. Stories about a friend who liked to liven up dead and dull cocktail parties by whipping his penis out of his unzipped trousers to dangle bare for all to see; he would then approach a professor and carry on in all dignity until the professor looked down and choken on his liquor, at which point he would unobtrusively take leave and approach...
...twenties. Most, of course, is the result of postwar rebuilding, but even the latest designs--like the five-or-six-story slabs that are everywhere--resemble corporate or public housing projects from between the wars. It is an architecture too simple and efficient to be just bad, too dull and repetitive to be strikingly good. Its geometry, however, is as national as it is technological: it possesses a certain likeness to the yellow stuccoed wings of the old Charlottenburg oastle, which seem so intoxicated with the repetition of their windows that they have forgotten the central dome and court completely...
...Dull shades of stucco prevail. Balconies are frequent, and the settings for touches of rare color: carefully tended flower boxes. It is a modernism not of the skyscraper but of the piled and scattered, as if--like the baroque boulevards, the bombed-out imperial facades in the East, the shape of the divided city as a whole--the great spaces had been split-up and re-scaled. The most romantic of the architecture--Hans Scharoun's philharmonic hall and Mies van der Rohe's New National Gallery (if only the romanticism of plain marble and great steel beams...
...dull gray streets and squares of the most rigidly doctrinaire Soviet-bloc country in Europe last week looked more like Watkins Glen than East Berlin. Along broad Karl-Marx-Allee strolled long-haired young men and women from every continent, laughing and singing. In the big fountain on Alexanderplatz, young people waded, danced and kissed. Their joy was punctuated by the loud beat of dozens of rock combos and brass bands and the music of choral groups...
...suites. Side one attempts an historical statement, but it's a vague vision. "Snow in San Anselmo" is cemented in a real experience, but almost unreal in its rarity. It is a picture, a series of strung together images, missions, and massage parlors, pancake houses, and waitresses, barren and dull. The rhythm section plods its way through a descending progression, only to break into an uptempo jazz styled passage: walking bass, spiralling saxophone solo blended into the overall mix, piano chords cementing the whole, the Oakland Symphony Orchestra Chorus offering incongruous styles throughout. The vocal is subdued, though not without...