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Word: plunks (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Jubilee Singers, now 100% male, have never sung hotcha, keep their spirituals pure and dignified. But last week in Fisk Memorial Chapel, to the dismay of diehards, Negroes stomped, slapped their thighs, plunk-a-plunked banjos and guitars, sang blues and "sinful songs." Fisk's music director, white, German-descended, Harvard-trained Harold Schmidt, 31, had resolved that "Fisk's celebration should sound of whatever is Negro. The five-day program included such commercially successful performers as guitar-playing Joshua White, work-song singer, and the gospel-swinging Golden Gate Quartet. To show what his university choir could...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Year of Jubilee | 5/12/1941 | See Source »

...motions: the swart, longish-haired leader led away; the brasses, the saxophones, the clarinets made a great show of fingering and blowing, but the only sound from the stage was a rhythmic swish-swish from the trap-drummer, a froggy slap-slap from the bull-fiddler, a soft plunk-plunk from the pianist. This, explained Leader Raymond Scott, was silent music...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Silent Music | 3/3/1941 | See Source »

According to investigators, money came & came. Upwards of $200,000 in "fellowship certificates" to Peace Haven were sold at $100 apiece. No contribution was despised, no matter how minute. For those who could not plunk down $100, a deferred-payment plan was provided: $10 down, installments of 5?. Incidental "love offerings" of $5 to $6 were gratefully received. Boys & girls belonged to "Cosmic Network, Inc.," contributed 1? stamps. Into "Secret Givers, Inc." (for men only; emblem: a stork carrying a baby) members paid from 50? to $1 a month...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NEW YORK: How the Money Came In | 12/30/1940 | See Source »

...returns to character again when the planes come aboard. On a platform at her stern the signal officer brings them in. They plunk down with a bang into the arresting gear, while the parti-colored uniforms of her goblins appear and disappear from her mahogany-red deck. Compressed air sighs and hisses. Bells ring. Whistles blow as planes taxi forward and are whisked magically below to the hangar deck on high-speed elevators. Occasionally a siren wails like a seagoing banshee as a pilot overshoots and cracks up against the barrier (but seldom hurts himself or crew...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NAVY: No. 7 | 12/23/1940 | See Source »

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