Word: middlebrows
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...speak only for the little space buyers and dentist's assistants who live in chintzy apartments with roommates and middlebrow poetry. They do serve real home-cooked meals on shaky bridge tables, God bless them...
...immediate success, and at 26 he was already established as a full-time composer. With production-line efficiency, he turned out 78 more operettas, including The Student Prince (which once had nine road companies going simultaneously), The Desert Song, Blossom Time and The New Moon. His lush, middlebrow tunes ranged from rousing ballads (StoutHearted Men) to glowing sentiment (When I Grow Too Old to Dream) to this year's jukebox favorite Zing Zing, Zoom Zoom, but the standard favorites were the coyly romantic Wanting You, Lover Come Back to Me and One Kiss...
...retreated from the brassy advance post of complete flat-chested emancipation, to the position that she would like, if possible, to have marriage and a career, both. In the cities, she usually lives with a roommate (for respectability and lower rent) in a small apartment, fitted with chintz slipcovers, middlebrow poetry and a well-equipped kitchenette. Rare and fortunate is the bachelor who has not been invited to a "real, home-cooked dinner." to be eaten off a shaky bridge table, by a young woman who during the daytime is a space buyer or a dentist's assistant...
Intellectual Caviar. The people who want the highbrow Third Programme have never numbered more than 1,500,000, compared to the 45 million who listen to BBC's middlebrow Home network and the lowbrow Light Programme. But this small minority can tune in on the best brains, the best music and the best drama Britain can produce. Not all of the Third's intellectual caviar is equally palatable: it ranges from odd items like "An Ecologist among the Hopi" to Scientist Fred Hoyle's exciting series of lectures on the universe, which proved so popular that they...
...British press, glumly conditioned to watching U.S. boxers flatten Britain's best, crowed with delight. Bragged the Daily Mirror: "Turpin became world champion without any of the hokum that Americans have used to bedazzle and bamboozle their opponents before the fight." London's anti-American, middlebrow New Statesman and Nation felt a primitive thrill: "The local boy from Leamington Spa became the giant-killer and we all felt bigger and better in consequence . . . Europe had risen from the gutter and thrashed the Prince of the Dollar Empire ... Morale rises ... Even the Government becomes our Government...