Word: road
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...isolation room housing Dr. Philip Blaiberq, 59. Blaiberg, who used Brahms' Lullaby for exercise after his January heart transplant, has been hospitalized for the past two months with a lung complication coupled with hepatitis. Critical and near death for a time, he is now bouncing merrily along the road to recovery, enough so that wife Eileen, taking her own cue from Dolly, could say enthusiastically: "It'll be good to have him back where he belongs...
...every Sorbonne student knows, the road to raising hell in Paris is paved with good ammunition. The cobblestones of Paris, first laid in 1185, cracked against police helmets in the antiroyalist riots of 1830. They helped arm the socialist revolutionaries of 1848. They provided the enduring arsenal of the Paris Commune in the great battles across the barricades in 1871. With such textbook examples of tactics, it was hardly surprising that the student rioters of 1968 found the paving stones of the Left Bank a prime weapon in their nightly insurrections against the Gaullist regime...
...heirs could care whether a millionaire throws away $6,000. But veteran horsemen could not resist a tsk-tsk or two when Cincinnati Industrialist Lloyd Miller laid out that sum for a thoroughbred filly at the 1966 yearling auctions in Keeneland, Ky. The youngster's sire, Persian Road II, was so poorly regarded as a stallion that he later sold for only $6,000. Her dam, Home by Dark, had never raced and was stone-deaf to boot. The filly herself was more the size of a Shetland pony than a race horse and the only thing remarkable about...
...Sankey's The Golden Screw is a pretender to the folk-rock name which rejects our commitments to urban-ness, peace and humanity and insults our perspicacity. It idealizes instead a Dylanesque young folk singer who goes through the protest song stage into electronic rock on the rock road to success. At the end, when our hero is king of the music mountain, he sings a last rock song about "Flipping Out". Then he asserts his individuality by saying "fuck you" to the world in general and the audience in particular, and singing again the quaint folk song "Little White...
Like most shows on the first leg of the road, this one carries excess baggage. Several of Drake's songs--"Just for Today," "In Vino Veritas," "Let Me Lead the Way," "The Things We Think We Are," and "The Parable of the Monkey"--have nothing going for them and should be ditched on that count. The first is corny, the second ludicrous, the third irrelevant, the fourth bad, and the fifth incomprehensible. By way of compensation, I'd suggest that if ever a name deserved to light a lyric, "Ftatateeta" does; that Caesar and Rufio might voice their contradictory opinions...