Word: familiarly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Columbia is confident of victory and sure of its own scoring punch. The question will probably be whether or not the Morningsiders can stop Valpey's single wing, a formation with which Little's T-bred Lions are none too familiar...
...Crimson in Triumph Flashing" was caught on the needle and spinning aimlessly. The football team had that changed too or was it the same the same the same the record was still caught. Vag paced the room, listening to the familiar music rise and fall, over and over, like past years' Yale game hopes. Again he wondered, had the team changed or was it the same same same he jumped up and turned off the turntable. As soon as "Crimson in Triumph" had stopped spinning, he picked it up, centered it on a nail over the mantel, and pushed...
Around the familiar number "71", Valpey has gathered some hefty men who give the tackle and guard corps considerably more punch than it had last fall. Jack Coan, Ralph "Chief" Bender, and Doug Bradlee are the other three first-stringers as of today...
...setting, the plot, and the words were familiar enough to Londoners. For it was the same bawdy Beggar's Opera that John Gay had written more than two centuries ago. Unlike some others who had tinkered with Gay's libretto (Frederic Austin, Kurt Weill, Duke Ellington), Britten had followed it carefully, keeping to the squalor and backside-slapping of 18th Century London. The music, in its latest disguise, was something else again...
Said the Daily Telegraph: "The familiar tunes [as] handled by Britten . . . may be hated by traditionalists . . . But what may seem like impudence is really the artistic assurance of a musical creator who knows exactly what he wants and how to get it with disarming brilliance . . . There is hardly a fault of style, and scarcely a moment's violence is done to Gay's satire." The Observer's Charles Stuart was more lyrical: "... I have been wakening up every morning with new filaments of the exquisite score running through my . .. head. There, I think, you have a sure...