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...recent attack on the establishment of the Summer Times as a newspaper for the children at the Summer School to put out. Just who does this Mr. Connally think he is? His vituperation and bile are, I believe, unsurpassed by those of anyone else on your staff--Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney indeed!!! I thought the new paper was a wonderful effort, and that Mr. Connoly's obviously envious criticisms were just plain mean. How would Mr. Connally like it if Punch Sulzberger was to write in The N.Y. Times about how shoddy and leftist a newspaper The Crimson...
...JUDY GARLAND would have understood; so would Mickey Rooney. In the warm Weather, after all, a college person's fancy turns to thoughts of do-it-yourself--that's why we had all those nauseating college films of the late '30s. "My dad's got a barn," Mickey would volunteer, and My Mom's got a sewing machine for making costumes," Judy would chime in, and before the audience had time to groan at the sheer corniness of it all, they would have A SHOW. Well, it's 40 years later now and the lure of Ziegfeld has given...
Right now, it is too early to tell if the new Summer School paper is being set up as a "politics-free" alternative to The Crimson, or simply another in a long series of Garland-Rooney frolics. Jonathan J. Ledecky '79, moderator of the newspaper, maintains that the paper "is not going to be in anywhere the same league as The Crimson"; Marshall R. Pihl '55, associate director of the Summer School, allows that the new venture is not an attempt to interfere with this paper's editorial policy. Both are honorable men, and we trust their word...
Cole Porter was just such a figure. He died almost a decade before I was born, and even through he is now something of a cult figure--one with a half-twist, too, because his following, like Judy Garland's, has the rep of being largely gay--his music has an incredible strength and resilience...
Laura Nyro: Nested (Columbia). The record that asks the question: "Can we mend/ transcend/ the broken dishes of our love?" In pressed wallflower ballads and rhythm and blues slicked up for the cotillion, this garland of lovelorn billets-doux shows no sign of Nyro's lyrical gift. Most of the tunes have to do with being wronged, often romantically, sometimes legally: "Autumn's child is catchin' hell," she sings, "for having been too naive to tell/ property rights from chapel bells." These are the best lines on the record. They are promptly diluted, then wasted, like every...