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When Financial Impresario O. Roy Chalk purchased the D.C. Transit System in 1956, streetcars still rumbled through the nation's capital, passengers sweltered or froze in antiquated buses and the books were in chaos. Chalk promised a new deal, then set about proving that he was as adept at running an essential public service into the ground as the man he bought it from, Wheeler-Dealer Louis Wolfson. Things did get better for a time before they got worse, but today Washington's transit system is a shambles, threatened with financial crisis, a crippling drivers' strike...
Souls saved, the Fillmore faithful leaped on their seats and screamed approvingly. For a while, even Actor Michael J. Pollard (Bonnie and Clyde) was out onstage playing tambourine, until Impresario Bill Graham pulled him off by the lapels. "I didn't mind, except that he couldn't keep time," said Graham -as though anyone could have heard what Pollard was doing...
...want to see the ordeal of apprenticeship onstage, the step-by-step trial of talent, and the stumble-by-stumble inevitability of error. In Minnie's Boys that is pretty much what the audience is condemned to observe. Only once, in the office of the vaudeville-circuit impresario, Edward F. Albee (Roland Winters), does the authentic Marxian madness break the authentic Marxian madness break out with props and malaprops zinging through the air to demonstrate what has been missing all along...
Handsome Payoff. Israelis sometimes wonder whether they can really afford such an expensive scientific establishment. Yet it regularly produces so many scientific dividends that its irrepressible president, Meyer Weisgal, 75, a former Broadway impresario, leaves on fund-raising tours with these parting words to his scientists: "Boys and girls, I am going to tell many lies about you and the Weizmann Institute. When I come back, I want all the lies to be true...
...Yelling! The telephone is his fortress, his launching pad, his shepherd's crook. TIME Correspondent Stanley Cloud sat in Graham's San Francisco office one recent morning while Impresario Graham stabbed at the multiple buttons that were perpetually lighting up with incoming calls. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" he yells, his craggy face contorted, his back hunched. "They want to borrow another $12,000 for musical equipment! Did we supply them with one set already? Yes! Did they insure like I told them to? No! Did they get it stolen? Yes! They've gotta be crazy...