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...last great works of the skeptical 18th century was this triumphant affirmation of Haydn's faith. Translated from the German and sung clearly in English, the oratorio will seem especially vivid to U.S. listeners because the music so closely fits the words. One hears the tawny lion roar, the insects swarm and the tiger leap for the first time on earth. Frederic Waldman conducts the Musica Aeterna Orchestra and Chorus, and Soprano Judith Raskin, as Gabriel, sings brilliantly, at times eclipsing her more earthbound fellow archangels, Tenor John McCollum and Bass Chester Watson...
...helicopter that takes the wounded, whether American or South Vietnamese, on their next quick trip. Slow and bumpy ambulance rides have been virtual ly eliminated by the ungainly choppers that brave everything from bullets to a sheet of monsoon rain, day or night. "Man, that chopper's roar don't bother me a bit," said a young marine last week as he watched a noisy Huey land to pick up a wounded buddy. "Sounds more like angels singing." Whereas only 10% of the wounded were carried by copters in Korea, the ratio is up to 90% in Viet...
...more today. In deference to Thai touchiness (the kingdom has never known colonial rule), U.S. planes in Thailand do not operate out of "American" bases; technically, they are "stopovers" and no Americans other than couriers carry arms. But the three squadrons of U.S. Thunderchief and Phantom fighter-bombers that roar daily out of Korat for raids on North Viet Nam fly armed. Indeed, most U.S. strikes at the North are mounted in Thailand: another four U.S. attack squadrons are stationed at Thai airbases near Takhli and Ubon, while sleek RF-101 Voodoos fly from Udorn on reconnaissance missions above...
...Volkswagens. Here is a comfy zebra-striped chair draped with a leopard coat marked by the gallery PLEASE DON'T SIT. And right there behind the gallerygoer is a plaster facsimile of a real person looking like a petrified floorwalker. Coke bottles protrude from the canvas; TV sets roar from the painted surface; neon lights glow like theater marquees. A plethora of real objects has been swept into art, and art has walked right out of the frame into the living room...
...countdown came in by loudspeaker. But tension didn't set in until it came down close to blast-off. At 30 seconds, the crowd suddenly shut up. The moment came, a cloud of smoke went up, and then a roar, a screaming, enormous roar that no TV microphone could ever reproduce. It left the pad, and seemed to hover above it for a few seconds. The crowd applauded. Then it was off, streaking across the sky into an open patch between the clouds, faster than you could believe, faster than the screaming jets that followed it, faster than the cameras...