Word: hear
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Please, let's not hear so much hereafter about America's high mission to lead the world...
...Muscovites marched on the ten-story U.S. embassy building in Tchaikovsky Street, smashed its front windows in a barrage of stones, bricks and green ink. Far to the east in Peking, half a million men and women marched through the night making a racket for no Americans to hear...
Willson?' But I told him that if I could hear it the next day I'd be free." Willson and his wife Rini took a plane for New York. Next night they met Bloomgarden at the apartment of Conductor Herbert Greene, who is a co-producer and musical director of the show. Willson played the piano and sang the male parts while Rini sang the female roles. They wound up at 5 a.m. At 9 a.m. Bloomgarden called Willson at his hotel and said: "May I have the honor of producing your beautiful play...
...quality that bombards the customers as they settle down to hear the rousing overture of the show, a quality that wreathes the Majestic Theater with a sunny-day-at-the-farm euphoria. In a fat Broadway season whose successes deal so clinically with such subjects as marital frustration, alcoholism, dope addiction, juvenile delinquency and abortion, The Music Man is a monument to golden unpretentiousness and wholesome fun-one of the happiest chemical explosions to hit the street since John Philip Sousa himself marched grandly into town, as the Music Man says, when...
...taught himself to play because nothing else seemed to him more worth learning. His mother took in washing; his father was a railroad hand who advised his son to get some kind of steady colored man's job that carried a sure weekly wage. But Edgar Pool could hear nothing but the music within him. So he played, badly at first, but doggedly, and at last The Horn became so good that jazz fans and jazz pros alike revered him. There was always too much booze, and when it failed to give him the kicks he needed, the dope...