Word: reds
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...regard to the above that I find Red Norvo's band to rank with Jimmy Dorsey and Bob Crosby as the best white band in the country. Norvo himself is superb, plays delicate expressive solos that cut right through you while at the same time managing to yield fine swing. The band itself has that colored lag, playing just behind the beat, that is so essential to good swing, while at the same time playing with a precision that few colored bands ever reach. Ray Noonan (trombone), Stewy McKay (tenor sax), and Buddy Christian (drums) all contribute to the fine...
...first to get the full story of Chiang Kai-shek's kidnapping at Sian (First Act in China). He saw the debacle of the 29th Route Army at Peiping, spent nearly a year in Soviet territory. His book gives detailed descriptions of guerrilla fighting and of the Red Army's famed "short attack." Best testimony to the guerrillists' deadly effectiveness are Author Bertram's quotations from the gloomy diaries of the Japanese soldiers who fought them...
...Copley, Macbeth was roaring his last speech to Macduff. His bosom heaved, and his voice thundered out over the audience, rolling majestically up even to the furthermost balcony. His bushy red eyebrows beetled noticeably. Everything had gone against him. His wife had died pitiably. Ten thousand English soldiers had brought Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane. And he was fighting a man not born of a woman. But, despite the witches' warning which must have been ringing in his ears, Macbeth bellowed his own obituary: "Lay on, Macduff; and damn'd be him that first cries Hold, enough...
...face lathered in cold cream, his body clad only in a brief pair of shorts, a cheerful-looking young man sat on a stool before the mirror, surrounded by a make-up kit and tufts of false hair. He was busy pulling off long red eyebrows. Beside him lay a tinny helmet from which horns protruded. Standing up against the wall was a long sword, rather battered. The young man eyed Vag with an amused...
Along in the dressing-room, Vag picked up the be-horned helmet and put it on his head. Then he walked over to the mirror and adjusted a bushy moustache under his nose. As an afterthought he added red eyebrows, which, he noted, beetled just right. Macbeth stared at himself a moment and then began to roar out the soliloquy...