Word: funk
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Quarterback Steve Stetson and running back Rick Klupchak highlight Dartmouth's six-player contingent on the All-Ivy first team. Guard Bob Norton, center Bob Funk, defensive end Tom Csatari and linebacker Doug Jaeger also made it onto the first team...
...other things that the way to reach today's young audience is to overpower them, rock style, with sound. Says Revenaugh: "A high school girl in her bedroom can create more sound than a symphony orchestra." Not any more. The Electric Symphony was loud enough to make Grand Funk Railroad sound like the Toonerville Trolley. When it played Mussorgsky's Pictures at an Exhibition, the piece might better have been called Murals at a Cataclysm...
...unrelenting litany of problems remained-the war, inflation, unemployment, pollution. Ahead loomed a somewhat strange presidential election that might wedge the old divisions wider than ever. Yet for the moment, much of America was suspended in an August pause. Compared with the national mood a year ago-a weary funk of economic uncertainty-there was now even a sense of a new summer sweetness, an ease, or apathy, and in some parts of the country a distinct savor of contentment...
...kick up my heels--Go all night and never slow down--Yes, I love how it feels." Three more songs were played in rapid succession: "It's a Good Mornin'," "Railroad Days," and "Old Forgiver," gone almost before they could sink in. "It's a Good Mornin" is country funk, the hard core of the Poco music, "Railroad Days" and "Old Forgiver" belong to new guitarist Paul Cotton, who replaced tour-weary Jim Messina about a year ago. Cotton's work is more rock 'n' roll musically than Furay's, and his lyrics lean towards introspection...
...funk. But all its drive is imagistic, rather than formal: the debate between form and content, a dead issue for years in Manhattan, still goes on in Chicago. Leon Golub, 49, who is in some ways a father figure to Chicago artists, is entirely preoccupied with the human body. His male nudes, gigantic as marble warriors from a ruined Hellenistic pediment, are quite unclassical despite their constant references to antiquity. The surfaces of trunk and limb are gouged, broken and battered: the act of painting the human image becomes an assault. Rhetorical defects plague his work. But its aim-which...