Word: howlings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Last week the two styles bumped head on. The result was a howl about sportsmanship-and the prospect of some changes in European hockey. In Prague for the world amateur championship, Canada's Belleville (Ont.) MacFarlands played so rough that they drew boos, as they had through much of a month-long pre-tournament tour. The MacFarlands needed police protection in Stockholm. In Finland they were pelted with snowballs, accused of being a "hooligan gang." In West Germany, Hamburg's Bild-Zeitung cried that the MacFarlands played "like a bunch of hoodlums . . . ramming down everything that came...
Tears from a Hydrant. This chatter was only a way of passing the time, for the guests had come for something more important than Scotch and Spinoza. They had come to meet 32-year-old Allen Ginsberg of Paterson, N.J., author of a celebrated, chock-full catalogue called Howl (I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked), recognized leader of the pack of oddballs (TIME, June 9) who celebrate booze, dope, sex and despair and who go by the name of Beatniks...
Genius is not normal, and it stands exposed to every wind that blows. On some winds Orozco scattered seeds of hate; on others he scattered seeds of love and hope. But even as the winds howl, it is clear that they swirl about an artist who was mountainous...
Mortified, the editors of Corral, the Oklahoma State University literary magazine, last week discovered that there are cheatniks among the beatniks of the new generation. The poem they printed, as gloriously beat as anything ever incanted by Allen (Howl) Ginsberg...
Guinness, of course, is a howl; the wheezing, hawking, spitting image of a merry old soak. He sports a fortnight's grizzle, along with "eyes like a pair of half-sucked acid drops," and he has developed a horrendously comic walk. Yet he never lets the spectator forget that Jimson is a man of parts-though he never quite manages to convince anybody that the old rapscallion is really a genius. The stupefyingly loud and uninteresting pictures he paints (actually the work of Britain's 30-year-old John Bratby) are partly responsible for the failure, but Guinness...