Word: nightclubs
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...philosophy was ingenuous, but the spirit indomitable. After influencing two generations of singers, she was still performing in the U.S., in Europe, in Israel. In 1975, celebrating her 50 years in show business, Josephine, 68, danced on a nightclub table until 3 a.m. Two days later she was dead. The official medical cause was cerebral hemorrhage. But a producer was probably more accurate when he said, "In my opinion, she died of joy." It is a measure of Baker's spirit that so much joy still reverberates in this belated tribute...
...Yankees traded him in 1957 after a brawl at New York's Copacabana nightclub. His career rapidly declined, and he wandered through six teams in five years. Then Martin was hired by the Minnesota Twins as a coach in 1965 and became manager four years later...
...high school. After that, it was back to the piano and the saloons of Chicago, and then Los Angeles, where he stayed, off and on, for more than a decade. He made one brief foray to New York, but he did not do well at the old Blue Angel nightclub and, nursing his hurt pride, retreated west again. "The most burning desire I had," he says, "was to come back to New York and conquer it. Manhattan seemed like the most amusing place in the whole world. It still does...
...GARISH, cosmic nightclub, the figures on the floor drug-addled, lobotomized, throwing each other over, punching each other up, selling each other out. Elvis Costello has played a lot of clubs these last few years; after an angry, violent American tour, morsels of America sizzled in his brainpan, and in Get Happy!! Elvis thrust his middle finger up her dumb whore B-Movie hole, the music as hyper-energized, as fractious and scrappy as the country itself. It was a smashing, reverberating disc that some of us thought would go through the roof critically and commercially. Alas. audiences and rock...
There's no blame here, folks, or anger. People don't really want to hurt each other, they don't know what they're doing or thinking or saying. They just imitate. The nightclub in Trust is a world where no communication is possible, nothing makes sense, nothing is real. Except pain. And Elvis has chronicled his pain, sometimes flaccidly, sometimes with the near-precision that is art. At 23, amazingly, he has earned his despair...