Word: mud
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...tickets. That was all any of us knew about the music business, and that included the people who ran the business." The speaker is Tom Rush, a folk singer, acoustic-guitar operator and onetime rambling man with some mileage on him. Just now, like other New Hampshiremen in Mud Season, he feels entitled to be a touch grouchy. There was plenty of snow for cross- country skiing this winter on the logging roads around his big hillside house, but the maple-syrup season was no damned good at all, and then outrageous rains flooded nearby roads so that Keene...
...ORLEANS IS SINKING AT THE rate of one inch every year. The city is built over hundreds of feet of soft black mud, deposited there, over thousands of years, by the Mississippi. The mud comes from the Midwest, all the way uup to Minnesota, along with the tourist hordes who contribute their dollars and their considerable collective weight to the city's inexorable descent towards Australia. When we were there, mind you, most of the buildings were still very much visible. The locals, for their part, seemed unconcerned about the dreadful fate awaiting them in just a few brief moments...
Over 100 fans at Finney Field saw the Crimson (7-2 overall, 3-2 Ivy League) wear down the Tigers on a field that had more mud than grass. Princeton, which entered the game at 1-8 overall, had hopes of pulling off a big Easter weekend upset, but simply lacked the firepower down the stretch...
Instead, the ruggers ended up with a lot of mud, a consolation crown by default and too much of Princeton...
...second and concluding volume of Ernest Samuels' biography of the connoisseur presents a larger, more complex picture. Berenson's scholarship is treated with greater respect than in Simpson's jolly romp through the mud. Samuels ascribes the controversial changes of attributions to advancements in knowledge and techniques, and points out that Berenson usually covered himself by stressing the tentative nature of his craft. Duveen is brushed in as a necessary evil that his aging colleague came to regret. "I cannot tell you," Berenson wrote to his wife Mary, "what loathing all that part of my past and present inspires...