Word: harburg
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Hooray For What! (book by Howard Lindsay and Russel Grouse; music by Harold Arlen; lyrics by E. Y. Harburg; produced by the Shuberts). Coming after bad advance reports, last-minute cast trouble, and fears that Ed Wynn had been so bad on the radio that he would keep a theatre audience away, Hooray For What! proved to be an ingratiating show, with Comic Wynn just as funny as he used to be. Sometimes the plot shuffled dully between old-fashioned musicomedy and pretentious satire, but it ceases to matter when Ed Wynn comes on. wringing his hands...
Best moments: Norma meeting Rosmer while he is shaving in a train compartment; the insurance company marching to the train, singing the Life Insurance Song. Best of the Harburg and Arlen numbers: Speaking of the Weather, Let's Put Our Heads Together...
...protruding legs nipped by a Great Dane until he and the dog crawl out of the room. Less carefully tested but just as broad is the Yacht Club Boys' parody of a vaudeville tumbling act and their agreeable ditty, The Income Tax. There is some sketchy hoofing, a Harburg and Arlen ballad called In Your Own Quiet Way, and a tired little plot about the girl who gets the part...
Life Begins at 8:40 (words & music by Ira Gershwin, E. Y. Harburg & Harold Arlen; Shuberts, producers). Until recently a look at the program was unnecessary to identify Shubert revues. Their hallmark was stage furnishings which suggested nothing so much as Eighth Avenue second-hand shops. The height of scenic imagination was usually a gauze drop behind which tottered in semidarkness a troupe of half-naked show girls. The decor of Life Begins at 8:40, turned out by the youngest and best man in the business, is no more like that of typical Shubert offerings than chicken salad...
Other riots occurred. Policemen used their pistols at Kiel and Coblenz, at Altona, Harburg, Itzehoe, Meldorf, Halle and Breslau. In Cologne, Albert Heister, secretary of the local Stahlhelm, was walking home with a number of fellow members when they noticed a group of young Communists following them at a distance. The Stahlhelmers ran. took refuge in Heister's house. As Albert Heister turned to bar the front door the enraged Communists fired through the plate glass. Albert Heister slumped slowly to the ground with a bullet through his heart...