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Word: louds (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...McEnroe. 'Knew him in school, sort of. He was a jerk, actually, but he's from my school and I'm for him. And besides, Connors grunts too loud...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Open Season | 9/18/1979 | See Source »

...Arts of David Levine, with a caricature of Party Chief Leonid Brezhnev. When it was shown that Levine also lampooned American politicians, Ramaz Mchelidze, deputy general director of the fair, observed without irony, "We have different customs." Publishers may profit from the difference - which might explain their unwillingness, despite loud harrumphs, to pull out of the fair. In the '40s, getting a book banned in Boston was tantamount to a free ride on the bestseller list. Being maligned in Moscow may provide an equally large audience...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Very Different Customs | 9/17/1979 | See Source »

...street music itself. He hopes for a grant from the National Endowment for the Arts to write a book about its lore, its leading lights and its legal problems. Balding, with thick wire-rimmed spectacles, Baird likes to work the same crowd for hours, usually starting with something loud, then inviting everybody to sit down. "I've had standing ovations, which means you've got to get them to sit down first...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: The Bands of Summer | 8/27/1979 | See Source »

Just as Fellini gives us a German conductor-cum-dictator to hammer home his message, so he creates his supposedly symbolic revolution out of such literal-minded devices as graffiti, falling plaster and gunshots. Certainly the movie's point comes through loud and clear, but, as art, Orchestra Rehearsal is distressingly tone-deaf...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Dissonance | 8/20/1979 | See Source »

...returned reluctantly to my first reading period, arguably the most terrifying weeks of freshman year. My neglected coursework loomed before me, and my classmates' all too evident paranoia drove me from the Union. I never went back--it was too loud and the food sucked. I drank soup in my room, worked and fended off an inexplicable herd of admirers who had suddenly materialized when I didn't want to be bothered. As a maniacally drew up my schedules for studying, I discovered to my horror that I had three exams in three days. Had I read the catalogue more...

Author: By Susand D. Chira, | Title: Welcome to my Night-mare | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

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