Word: raves
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Dynamo" is the other Ballard rave-up. The shouted vocal owes a bit to Steve Miller's pioneer work in the field of white blues singing. Argent's piano playing here is strictly honky tonk: in total concept, the song faintly echoes some of Fleetwood Mac's later efforts. Ballard takes his only solo on this tune, and shows himself to be an adequate guitarist, even if he does sound like a cautious Jimmy Page...
Argent's tendency to lighten everything they do has lessened their importance. They are one of the five best unknown rock bands in creation by choice. They seem content to play in the rave-up mainstream of English rock: albums of two rave-ups, mediocre blues, and a couple of tunes to acknowledge roots in R and B. Argent's strong point is simply that they do what they do so well with the assistance of one of rock's finer keyboard players in the tradition established by Steve Winwood. It's not a taxing, or particularly innovative music...
...musical comedy. It was, in fact, all of those things. Produced at Manhattan's Judson Memorial Church, A Look at the Fifties comprised an entrancing hodgepodge of tap dancing, singing, recitations and thunderous chorales providing running commentary on, of all things, an actual basketball game. It won rave reviews, packed the church for three weekends recently-then vanished. So it goes with the work of the Rev. Al Carmines, who wrote the show and is fast emerging as one of New York's finest composers of theater music. Because Carmines is also the practicing minister at Judson Memorial...
...through." This, in spite of a dazzling record in the theater--he won an Obie for The Indian Wants the Bronx in 1968 ("I wound up in the hospital from that") and a Tony for Does a Tiger Wear a Necktie? in 1969 ("I couldn't handle it")--and rave reviews for his performance in his first movie, Panic in Needle Park. "I don't know," he says a bit sheepishly, "I just see myself having a moment on the screen and somebody getting up and walking...
...that I expect the show to get any rave notices around the Dunster House women's table. The Wrongway Inn never abandons the stock in trade of Pudding tradition--the puns, the double-entendres, and the female ingenue who goes around complaining that her "boobalas" aren't big enough. But it does do its best to downplay the leers. But it spectacle owes more to Gilbert and Sullivan, Yankee Doodle Dandy and 1776 than you might be prepared to expect...