Word: familiar
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...talk of escalation, though, the targets were familiar: Hanoi's power plant, 1.1 miles from the city, for example, and the Canal des Rapides Bridge, about five miles away. The only new target on the list last week was the naval base at Port Wallut, about 30 miles south of China...
...many of America's major music makers, festivals are the time for summer reruns. Most of this year's programming, at such places as Tanglewood, Saratoga and Ravinia, bears out the thesis: safe, familiar fare for the listener who prefers to leave his brains at home. It took the usually hidebound Metropolitan Opera to break the mold and demonstrate that a festival can also include the thinking man as well...
Last week the Met concluded a ten-day Verdi stand in Newport, R.I., that combined familiar pieces with a smorgasbord of the unfamiliar representing musicological digging at its frenzied best. The top events were a series of open-air concert performances of Verdi operas, ranging from the well-loved La Traviata and // Trovatore to the ripsnorting, deliriously difficult / Vespri Siciliani. The singing was predictably proficient, the Festival Field amplification acceptable and the attendance fair...
They are known as "alligators" in the U.S. and "crocodiles" in 84 other countries. By any nationality or nomenclature, the French sports shirts, with a familiar-looking reptile embroidered on them, sell exceedingly well. Last year the Paris-based firm of Chemise Lacoste sold 1,700,000 of the shirts, 50% in France and the remainder in the crocodile-alligator world beyond. This month, as Lacoste's factories reopen after a vacation layoff, the order backlog has reached 200,000, and Chemise Lacoste has also gotten an unexpected bonus. Catherine Lacoste, 22-year-old daughter of Founder Rene Lacoste...
...figure, a paunchy, 37-year-old promoter of pop singers, is neither big enough to be a hero nor mean enough to be an antihero-it is simply a case of the protagonist as pudding (in this case, Yorkshire). Peter Reaney is as square as Trafalgar. He dangles from familiar hang-ups: a nagging wife whom he calls Her Malevolence, a job about which he feels guilty, and a loathing for the contemporary English way of life. His conversation is modishly cynical: "Take to the boats, lads, and let the women drown...