Word: panning
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...reasons for national rearmament came a new high-policy phrase: "Continental solidarity." The President confirmed the intimation previously voiced by Under Secretary of State Sumner Welles (TIME, Nov. 14): that one object of U. S. rearmament is to implement the good-neighborly understanding achieved in 1936 at the Pan-American Conference in Buenos Aires and about to be refreshed at Lima, Peru...
...early 1920s, before jitterbugs were heard of, U. S. citizens stretched their legs to a suave, complex and relatively deliberate type of jazz. For this jazz Tin Pan Alley tunesmiths tapped out the melodies, lavishly equipped dance bands swelled the refrain. But the highly technical business of writing out the music, making accompaniments and orchestrations was done by men called "arrangers." Though the Irving Berlins and the Vincent Lopezes got the kudos and the bacon, it was their hard-working arrangers who actually butchered...
King of Jazz at this time was fat, jovial Paul Whiteman. But the power behind King Whiteman's throne was a bland, easy-spoken, Manhattan-born Californian named Ferdinand Rudolph von Grofe. As Whiteman's arranger. Ferde Grofe dressed up many a sleazy Tin Pan Alley Cinderella and made it the belle of the ball. Even the late George Gershwin's renowned Rhapsody in Blue was a mere sketch until Grofe got hold...
...daughter and Prince Frederick William of Prussia-whose son is Germany's ex-Kaiser. Submarine Patrol (Twentieth Century-Fox) shows the U. S. Navy in a strange new light. Heretofore seen on the screen as background for Dick Powell's singing, James Cagney's impudence. Hermes Pan's dance routines and Robert Young's football playing, the Navy in Submarine Patrol has suffered a sea change: it is shown fighting...
...have a lot of other things, such as something to do when he got out of college or someone to pay him to do it, or a roof and three meals while he was doing it. And there was no place to go where he could shoot Indians or pan gold. He was going to have to do it the hard way. Security was no more, and even America's muchtouted opportunity was slowly vanishing. And yet somehow Vag was distinctly glad he had not been one of the founding fathers, with their stove-pipe hats and bigoted ways...