Word: pitch
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...noteworthy vote-getting ability in a pivotal state (he defeated Republican Senator Henry Cabot Lodge Jr. by 70,700 votes in 1952), reputation as an able, independent-thinking, middle-of-the-road member of both House (1946-52) and Senate. If the Democrats are to make their big pitch to farmers, Kennedy's vote this year against rigid, 90%-of-parity farm supports might work against giving him a place on the ticket. Far more controversial is the fact that Kennedy is a prominent Roman Catholic and-despite persuasive statistical arguments that...
...group of Renaissance secular pieces fared moderately well. They have no accompaniment, and occasionally suffered from insecure pitch. Lassus' Mon coeur went too slowly for my taste; and Monteverdi's dramatic early Baroque madrigal Dorinda lay a bit high for the sopranos. Schmidt wisely used only an octet for Mauduit's Enparadis, a charming example of vers mesure, in which the musical rhythms follow those of the spoken text...
...play comes alive with terrifying force from Frank's use of most of the old tricks of staging--devils appearing in bombs of smoke, weirdly grotesque Things, lavish costumes, smoldering fires, phosphorescent vials, and dramatic lighting effects. To avoid the inevitable lags, the director has chosen to set the pitch high and to raise it by alternating the nerve-wracking tragedy of Faust and Margaret with Mephistopheles' comic moments and violent crowd scenes. Unbelievably, he succeeds...
...meek and peace-loving storekeeper. Everybody in Cross Creek knows he hasn't packed a gun or tipped a glass in four years. But Glenn breaks out in a sweat whenever anybody mentions the shooting over at Silver Rapids. What's worse, he doesn't even pitch horseshoes with the old gang any more. Finally he bolts from the store, jounces into the saloon and announces, "I would like to go out of my mind." With the help of a bottle of raw hooch, he darn near does. Then, to the astonishment of everyone, he blurts...
During the Irish Rebellion of 1798 priests were sometimes executed by the "pitch cap": a tonsure of tar was ignited on the condemned man's head. Honor Tracy gives her own light twist to those cruel days. She drops a ripe red mulberry on the head of the canon. Its juice is the same color as his own flushed scalp. From there on, talented Author Tracy rarely, if ever, relents. In one word, the story is Irish, perhaps - to borrow the judgment Joyce's Dedalus made of his "all Irish" father - it is "all too Irish...