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Word: herons (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Gaulles then left by police-escorted limousine for the tiny village of Sneem in County Kerry. There, in a secluded bit of southwestern Ireland, where the Gulf Stream's warm waters nourish subtropical vegetation, the couple had rented a small twelve-room third-class hotel called, the Heron Cove. Normally frequented by hikers and artists, it commands a sweeping view of Kenmare Bay from its 100-acre grounds...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: From Colombey to Kerry | 5/16/1969 | See Source »

This is the magical mystery world of The Incredible String Band, which is al most as exotic as its name. The band consists of two lank-haired 25-year-old Scots. Robin Williamson and Mike Heron, each of whom seems to be half child, half wizard, and all musician...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Folk Singers: Talismans of the Beyond | 12/13/1968 | See Source »

...dark blue suit and blue tie. We met in his basement office, where the walls are decorated with drawings by his children, a "Shirley Temple for President" poster, and a selection of gilt-framed old prints. There is also a fine Siamese silk-screen of a night-black heron...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: On Running New York | 11/1/1968 | See Source »

...Incredible String Band is Robin Williamson and Mike Heron. They can play almost anything on almost almost anything--ranging from oriental to semi-calypso to blues, rock, classical guitar things and children's songs, blending all into their unclassifiable style using guitar, bowed gimbri, sitar, mandolin, flute, harmonica and an exotic percussion arsenal...

Author: By Jack Davis, | Title: Incredible Band | 4/25/1968 | See Source »

...lyricism and the Lennon-McCartney precocity. Singing goodbye to "First Girl I Loved" (now 'a grown-up female stranger"), Williamson uses one of his awkwardly sensitive metaphors; "But in the white hills and behind many a long water, you have gathered flowers; and they do not smell for me." Heron, in "Painting Box," imagines himself out of a dark world: "My Friday evening's footsteps plodding dully through this black town are far far away now from the world that I'm in. My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime. With daffodils between...

Author: By Jack Davis, | Title: Incredible Band | 4/25/1968 | See Source »

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