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Said he: "If I play a blue note, I'll frown at the other musicians the way I do when I conduct. Then people won't know I was the one who made the mistake." As it turned out, no one had to frown, least of all "Papa" Monteux. Said he, when it was all over: "There's nothing like that. A quartet is the most pure music-just pure, pure, pure. It's not all messed up with orchestrations...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: No Frowning | 11/29/1948 | See Source »

Ever since the dramatic climax of the Kasenkina affair (TIME, Aug. 16 et seq.), the U.S.S.R. has looked ridiculously like a man who has lit up an explosive cigar. But last week the Soviet Foreign Office shaped its singed eyebrows into a frown and did its indignant best to act as though some capitalist had thrown a bomb...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FOREIGN RELATIONS: Granstand Play | 9/6/1948 | See Source »

...Brussels last week, the man who, as much as any single individual, is responsible for this state of affairs told how it had come about. He is Paul-Henri Spaak, Premier of Belgium. With his cherubic frown, his bulging forehead, his pugnacious lower lip, he bears a startling resemblance to Winston Churchill; in the whole grey and sagging circle of European leaders, he is one of the few men with a spark of Churchillian fire. With one hand thrust truculently into his trouser pocket, he uses the other to tick off the reasons for Belgian prosperity...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BELGIUM: Big Man | 5/10/1948 | See Source »

Alarm Signal? Business inventories in February, said the Department of Commerce, reached a new high of $42,750,000,000, up 3% from the month before. With a worried frown, the Department noted that only 30% of the $757,000,000 increase was due to a seasonal slack in sales; the rest was caused by growing buyer resistance...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Facts & Figures, Apr. 26, 1948 | 4/26/1948 | See Source »

...thought, the High Forehead turned back to his pie. Ought Might be fairly intelligent. Vag looked at his damp, new cold potate, remembering the story he had told yesterday-of a B plus in a course he hadn't been to three weeks. The admiring smiles, the frown on the high Forehead...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/21/1947 | See Source »

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