Word: lyrical
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...frankly escapist, and are divided into twelve categories ranging from "socials" that deal with city-country or caste themes to "myth-ologicals" that treat of Hindu legend in full color and dubbed voices (since the actors can't sing and the singers can't act). Sample lyric: "You are the Ganges of my heart, and I am the Jumna of your heart. Where, oh where, is the confluence?" During intermissions audiences devour fried field peas or sherbet, drink Cokes, then exit to buy copies of the movie's songs...
...major works and to persuade U.S. readers that Hesse is essential to their ethos. It will not be easy. Hesse is relentlessly esoteric-one of those Faustian fellows who make Moholes out of moleholes. Yet in the judgment of most German critics, he is one of the purest lyric poets since Moerike, and among the most profound of the many novelists who elaborate the drama of modern man in search of his soul...
...Here he is," said Basic, "the chairman of the board." The audience moaned. Out stepped Frank, lyric book in hand, looking a little bald. "Jump," said Frank, shoulders hunched, left hand flicking rhythm, right hand flicking mike. Saved by the lyric book when he forgot words, Frank sang a set of old favorites such as Get Me to the Church on Time, Street of Dreams and I've Got You Under My Skin. He spoke only once to Basic, "Cook, cook, cook, cook, baby, cook...
...John Gary, 32, describes himself as "a lyric baritone with a freakish range" (three octaves). Born John Gary ("My mother was a Gary Cooper fan") Strader in Watertown, N.Y., he toured the South as "the all-American Irish boy soprano" before he was ten. Blond, boyishly engaging Gary woos with his high-register, artfully shaded renderings of Danny Boy and Unchained Melody. His ability to hold a note for a seeming eternity, he says, is a skill that comes from his many hours spent underwater working as a professional scuba diver. In that capacity, he claims the world...
...illusions about it. Just prior to his death in 1956, he said: "I admit and I warn you-the play lacks wisdom." What the play has is wildness, chaos, raw youthful exuberance, an ardent desire to shock, and a compulsion to spew up nausea in the accents of lyric delirium. One line sets the tone of the play: "I see the world in a mellow light: it is the Lord God's excrement...