Word: patly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...particular master of the sardonic, of complex reaction and low-keyed suffering, of princely sweetness and dangerousness of spirit, and of the mock-casual. On the invention of business, he is equally intelligent and imaginative. I am glad to see thee well is delivered with a pat on the head to a performing dog; Yorick's skull is poised with piercing ironic grace, cheek to cheek with his own living skull; the lost eyes stare into the audience as Hamlet says, very quietly, Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint...
...more she thought about it, the madder she got. Said she: "I told the committee I would play only on the center court. I'm the defending champion and I don't see why I can't play on the center court . . ." Just to show them, Pat flounced out of the stadium. France's Mme. Nell Landry promptly claimed and got a victory by forfeit...
...hours later, after Pat Todd had calmed down, and apologized, the committee decided to play the match if the French star consented. But Winner Landry was not to be found...
...went a letter to Colorado, addressed to the Times correspondent who wrote the story. Wrote the Rev. William T. Greene, moderator of St. Pat's choir: "You may be interested in knowing that at no time in the future will the Mass of Roy Harris be performed in St. Patrick's." Added Father Greene: the implication that the Mass was written for cash was "not only untrue, but most distasteful...
Last week, Composer Harris' Mass was finally performed-but not at St. Pat's. Music lovers trekked uptown to Columbia University's St. Paul's Chapel to hear the Princeton Chapel Choir sing it. Composer Harris had cluttered up the program with his usual pious phrases about American music ("All the materials have been extracted from prototypes of American folk songs"). Some of the new Mass sounded more like monkish Plainsong. But there was plenty of power, freshness and vigor, and surprisingly little of Harris' usual repetitiousness...