Word: rhythms
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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From another corner came the sound of "de big bass," and a tall, toothy colored gentleman added a little rhythm to the saxes. Behind a rack of dinner coats came the delicate gyrations of a cornet, and a powerful, perspiring man in his undershirt could be seen literally wrapping himself around his instrument...
...musicians swung into "Sugar Rose." Fats squealed with delight. "Git ready fo' de jam now!" The boys got ready, and went into a wild jumble of hot rhythm. A clarinet player popped up somewhere and made his instrument screech an improvised sing-song. Fats, his tremendous bulk bobbing in time, shouted hoarse encouragement to his boys. With a final, incomprehensible flourish by the saxes, the jammin' stopped. "Dose cats can take yo' socks right off yo' shoes," gasped Fats...
...this time the Senate was prepared for something but hardly for what happened next. Without interrupting the rhythm of his gavel, or pausing to let the Senate guess what he had in mind, the Vice President shouted "Without objection the Bill as amended is passed." Under the rules one shout of "I object" could have stopped him - for one is enough to prevent unanimous consent - but none of the surprised Senators had just those words on the tip of his tongue...
...Record wisely rated the performance "a minor triumph." In the four years she has been dancing at the Dell, handsome Miss Montgomery has triumphed many times before. Her repertoire runs from Renaissance pavans and sarabands to formal, dignified Mozart, and striped, angular performances like the Study in Counter Rhythm for Dancers and Percussion Instruments which she put on at the Dell in 1934. In that year's Maguey she donned a skintight dress that fitted down under her heels, striped to look like a Mexican century-plant. Ben Stad called on her to dance the slow-moving steps...
...songs like Somebody Loves Me, I Got Rhythm, Embraceable You, Let's Call the Whole Thing Off were ephemeral, Gershwin at least had the satisfaction of hearing a nation sing them. In the Pulitzer Prize musicomedy Of Thee I Sing, nothing was more memorable than his fantastic song, Of Thee I Sing, Baby. Raffish tunes from his Negro opera Porgy and Bess (I Got Plenty of No thin', A Woman Is a Sometime Thing, It Ain't Necessarily So), stole into the fanciest record albums in the U. S. Fox paid Gershwin $100,000 to write music...