Word: isn
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Well, Count Basie isn't going with Goodman after all, and I guess the boys in the band felt pretty good about it last Monday, when they were doing a one-nighter at the noisy, smoke-filled Eggleston Gardens. Now that kind of atmosphere is right up the Basie alley, and consequently they played jazz as I've never heard them play it before...
...they have managed to turn out a brand of music that's hard to beat in any league. And the reason for this is the Base drive, that elusive rhythmic quality that makes the orchestra at once aggressive and relaxed. They have been accused of playing noises, but this isn't true. There's a clear-cut distinction between a band that screams because it's expected to and a band that drives because that's the way the boys feel. Just compare the Basic brass section with Harry James' or Glenn Miller's and I think...
Dante is not the old-style of magician who merely palms cards. Although he proudly boasts there isn't a blush in his show, Dante himself has a captivating stage personality and with a slight change of subject matter could fit well into a "Panama Hattie." Of course there are bound to be slow moments (like the finale which features Uncle Sam and a blonde subbing for the Statue of Liberty), but you will never be able to forget, that you are watching the world's greatest magician...
...fascinating through it all. Two choice ditties by a newcomer named Hollander give her a chance to show off her husky voice, and a tight-fitting uniform and some slinky dresses give her a chance to display the rest of herself. During the infrequent moments when she isn't on the screen the show is nothing extra, except during the brawl-to-end-all brawls which serves as a finale...
...more of the loquacious defunct talk, Spiritualist Pressing last September corralled another batch of earnest mediums, went to the Buffalo, N. Y. offices of Transtudio Corp., a commercial radio-transcription studio. A medium soon got through to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. While sympathetic listeners urged him on by exclaiming "Isn't he a dear, the sweet thing," Sir Arthur announced through an earthly middleman that he was happy to send a message to "peaceful America," wound up: "Not so very long ago that great and noble worker Sir Oliver Lodge joined us on this side. Perhaps under similar conditions...