Word: goulding
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Consider also that Harvard will be playing right on top of a three-hour bus ride; that fullback Karl Lunkenheimer is till out of action and such key performers as Joe Gould, Dudley Blodget, and Bill Schaefer are physically below par; that Williams boasts an undefeated team which last week ended Middlebury's string of 17 straight regular season wins, and you see why Harvard is clearly the underdog...
...papers, and if anything goes sour, I'm to blame." Under an unusual arrangement, any of the three publishers-Bill Hearst, Jack Howard, Jock Whitney-will be given space to reply if they disagree with an editorial. "It should make for a pretty lively page," says Conniff. Leslie Gould from the Journal-American will boss the financial page; Maurice Dolbier from the Trib and John Barkham from the Saturday Review will review books; the Trib's Walter Terry, dance; John Gruen and Emily Genauer, art; Miles Kastendieck, William Bender and Alan Rich, music. The Sunday paper, too, will...
Leading performers get terribly emo tional about their instruments (which the manufacturers lend out for concert use in exchange for the prestige that the pianists bring). Glenn Gould always played Steinway's No. 174; when it collapsed some years back, he was thrown into a deep depression. Gary Graffman, Eugene Istomin, Jacob Lateiner and Leon Fleisher at one time all craved Old 199, and they passed it around among themselves so that each could have it for major concerts. Dame Myra Hess used to think of her pianos as so many husbands, once cabled Steinway...
...Funny Girl run in London, but she was nightmarishly maladroit when she met Princess Margaret. Arriving late at the receiving line, she apologized to Her Royal Highness: "I got screwed up." She still worries that her cult of followers will desert her. "Barbra," says her producer-actor husband, Elliott Gould, "is the kind of person who is hurt if her puppy walks past...
Insult, like any other minor art, attracts its not-so-artful practitioners. Currently the bluntest instrument of them all is a Los Angeles broadcaster named Joe Pyne, who has become simultaneously the industry's hottest property and, as New York Times Critic Jack Gould recently said, its "ranking nuisance." On his interview shows, Pyne often addresses callers and guests as "stupid," "jerk" or "meathead." An epileptic was once asked: "Just why do you think people should feel sorry for you?" Pyne's standard lines run from "Go gargle with razor blades" to "Take your teeth...