Word: noted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...points to a memorandum in a 1953 issue of the Pennsylvania Law Review as evidence of widespread misunderstanding of the Fifth Amendment. The Law Review writer maintained that no inferences should be drawn from the refusal of a witness to answer questions on grounds of the Fifth Amendment. The note further suggested that the amendment's invocation might properly rest on "an abhorrence of unrestrained inquiry into beliefs" rather than on reasonable fear of selfincrimination...
Answers Williams: "In other words-although the [Pennsylvania] Note does not pursue the analysis to this conclusion-the invocation of the amendment is what Chief Justice Marshall said was 'in conscience and in law as much a perjury as if he had declared any other untruth upon his oath...
Whatever the sound was, it was most consciously contrived. From Bing, of course, Frank borrowed the intense care for the lyrics, and a few of those bathtub sonorities the microphone takes so well. From Tommy Dorsey's trombone he learned to bend and smear his notes a little, and to slush-pump his rhythms in the long dull level places. From Billie Holliday he caught the trick of scooping his attacks, braking the orchestra, and of working the "hot acciaccatura"-the "N'awlins" grace note that most white singers flub...
...through all these carefully acquired characteristics ran a vital streak of Sinatra. He was the first popular singer to use breathing for dramatic effect. He actually learned to breathe in the middle of a note without breaking it (an old trick of the American Indian singers), and so was able "to tie one phrase to another and sound like I never took a breath." He carried diction to a point of passionate perfection. But what made Sinatra Sinatra, when all came to all, was his naive urgency and belief in what he was saying. As one bandleader...
...pleasant garden on Mt. Desert Island off the coast of Maine, a rosy old man sat tootling on a recorder. "I'm not really musical," he explained to a guest, between puffs, and proceeded to prove it with a squeaky rendition of Finlandia. Suddenly he blew a sour note. "Oh, thunder!" exclaimed Mark Anthony DeWolfe Howe. "That makes me so angry...