Word: goer
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...heard it. But you do come to hear the Royal Philharmonic under Beecham, or the Berlin, or the Vienna Philharmonic, or the Concertgebouw. It seems to me that what is played here is less important than who plays it. Whatever he thinks of it, the festival-goer certainly gets a good idea of the state of orchestra-playing in Europe and what's doing in the theater. Isn't that what a festival...
Every regular concert goer in Cambridge has seen a big, smiling, blue-eyed, old lady take her seat in the front row at Sanders Theater and, after removing a flowered, hat, spread a pink and blue robe over her knees. She listens to the music with her hearing aid held out in front of her and applauds generously with arms outstretched. If it is a Boston Symphony concert, you will see Koussevitzky come down from the podium to shake hands with her. If she is giving the concert herself, which is probably the case, you will watch...
...have the customary brawl on the customary cliff-top. You have but one guess who it is that falls into the briny deep. And that, in toto, is all there is to it. Just to make things a bit easier for the duller cinema-goer a convenient cue to the action has been supplied whenever anything important is about to happen the weather always produces a windstorm or a fog or a thunderstorm. When nothing important is going on the weather clears off, naturally. Garson's back and you can have...
...been railing at the Metropolitan Opera for ages countless for not putting on worth while modern works, but in their attacks they have failed to consider a potent question: is the Met fit to present any opera except the 19th century warhorses on which it concentrates? To this opera-goer, anyway, the current production of "The Medium" answers that question with a strong negative...
...airline (he spends about 40% of his time on air tours of his system), he arrives at his office by 9:30, leaves promptly at 5:30, and is driven in his Cadillac to his country house, a ten-acre farm 27 miles from Chicago. No party goer, he spends most of his off time there with his attractive wife, Vera, and their two redheaded children, Bill Jr., at 13 already taller than his dad, and Patricia, 18. The farm has a chicken house (85 Rhode Island reds), a three-hole golf course gone to seed (Patterson is considered...