Word: faro
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Melodiya/Angel). Because of the form's grandeur of aspiration and complexity of means, it is difficult to find a trivial opera. Yet Tchaikovsky managed to write a nearly flawless bit of trivia when he sat down to put silly music to a silly libretto about a fateful faro game and an old countess who is scared to death. That's right, scared to death by a mad gambler named Herman. In this recording, the role of the Countess is fairly well sung by Mezzo-Soprano Valentina Levko, and Herman is less well sung by Tenor Zurab Andzhaparidzye...
...Lillian Russell. One day William K. Vanderbilt strolled into the casino to await some delayed dinner companions, dropped $130,000 in a few minutes. Another day John W. ("Bet a Million") Gates lost $500,000 on the races, then proceeded to win back most of it by playing faro until dawn. In the afternoons, Victor Herbert conducted concerts on the porch of an elegant hotel;-in the evenings, Caruso and John McCormack sang outdoors. Such was the summer scene at the turn of the century at Saratoga Springs, New York's celebrated resort for socialites, tycoons and just plain...
Within each bag, imitation of the "daddy" spreads through the ranks like summer fires. Trumpeters try to play like Miles Davis. And hold their horns like Miles. And dress like Miles. Bassists imitate Charlie Mingus or Scott La Faro; drummers, Max Roach or Elvin Jones. Sax players copy Sonny Rollins or John Coltrane, who is presently so much the vogue that the sound of his whole quartet is being echoed by half the jazz groups in the country...
...around town on a gold-plated bike. E. Berry Wall, "the King of the Dudes," once changed clothes 40 times in one day to win a wager. And John ("Bet-a-Million") Gates was the talk of the town when he won $150,000 in one night at the faro tables; counting his afternoon's fortunes at the race track, it left him minus...
...Polka Saloon. Sunset. Suddenly the sheriff rises from the faro table and snarls at an amateur gunslinger: "Ragazzo, e l'whisky che lavora [Boy, your whisky is too strong]." His angry Italian rings strangely in that watering place of the American frontier. His opponent is fast on the draw, but not fast enough: on the stairway appears a girl in fringed jerkin and boots, firing from the hip. The revolver spins out of the gunslinger's hand. The girl strides coolly across the bar. "Vi do la buona sera, sceriffo" she says to the sheriff...