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...latest social history, Stephen Birmingham does for the black rich what he did for the Irish rich in Real Lace, the Jewish rich in Our Crowd, and the Wasp rich in The Right People. With a raconteur's ear for a good anecdote and an interior decorator's eye for a well-placed objet d'art, he classifies the values of the wealthy blacks, their habits, schools, clubs, skin tones, accents, charities and floor plans...
...welfare officials in San Francisco have stopped giving the phone numbers of pet losers to callers who report finding animals. Instead, the ASPCA relays the information. Tattooed registration numbers on a dog's skin discourage thieves, but the marking should never be put on the dog's ear. Reason: dognapers might cut off the ear and mail it to the owner as proof they have poor Fido...
...well as it followed "Scarlet Begonias" after a transition of some smooth and intricate guitar and wah-wah pedal work by Garcia. The unfortunately heavy-handed emphasis on refrains took something away from many songs. The Dead tried too hard to make its tunes resound in the listener's ear...
...DEMANDS the musicians make on the listener's untrained ear are substantial but not unreasonable. Consider "Ode to the Apocalypse," which is, in Kushnick's words, a "surrealist love song" about two lovers spending a last night together in the face of the apocalypse; it has seven verses, each of a diffegent mood, meter, and key. It also contains many of the purposely electic elements of Kushnick's "surrealistic neo-class avant garde jazz/rock and roll" music: in this case, a basically straightforward key progression beginning and ending in G minor, and a Beethoven-like hand-over-hand arpegio accentuated...
...South Side enthusiasm. Compared to what baseball men hold in Los Angeles and New York, Veeck's bank accounts are light. Destructive-possibly planted-rumors are abroad that he may not have the cash to finish this season. Bill Veeck, who is 63, tugged at an ear, limped in behind his desk and, smiling a civil defiance, went to work...