Word: saint
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Orchestra Society as a last-minute substitute soloist and dashed off Ravel's tortuous Concerto in G Major as if he owned it. Last week, impassive as ever, Lorin appeared on the Telephone Hour (NBCTV) playing Chopin's Waltz in C-Sharp Minor and an excerpt from Saint-Saën's Fifth Piano Concerto for a whole new army of fans...
...dashing musician. But his technique is close to faultless, his articulation razor-sharp, his attack bold and secure. Moreover, he can shape individual musical ideas out of a kind of interior logic without the bolstering of exaggerated tempos or showy dynamics. Last week he made both his Saint-Saëns and Chopin sound beautifully and inevitably correct...
...Most of us have a great deal of larceny in us," drawled the Rev. Charles ("Stony") Jackson of Tullahoma, Tenn. "The fact that I am an ordained minister [Disciples of Christ] does not make me a saint." In 1957 Jackson wrote to The $64,000 Question, said he planned a book about quizzes (working title: Hucksters and Suckers), asked for help. The producers took the hint. Back came an invitation for Stony to audition as a contestant. The category chosen for the pastor: great love stories. After producers fed him the romantic answers in "screening" sessions, he rolled...
...rarely undertaken except by direct appointment by the Orixás (gods). Top Bahian devilmaker today is Reginaldo Andrade Costa, 28, a part-time garage mechanic who agreed to make them only when a regal candomblé priestess known as a mãe do santo (mother of the saint) explained that the iron figures were harmless until "blessed." His raw material is scrap iron, but Costa's crudely formed statuettes are striking embodiments of evil, have the authority of images born of the terror of unquestioning belief...
Renouncing Babbitry for Babel, Gertrude Stein was a kind of saint to some and a stunt to others. She belongs not to the ages, but an age-the '20s. Fresh from his last safari (Dylan Thomas in America), Poet-Critic John Malcolm Brinnin goes in search of this Abominable Snowoman of modern letters. What he brings back is not startling, but it is a biographically complete if critically indulgent account of the concentric odyssey of Gertrude Stein, of whom it might be said: in her beginning was her end, because she was all middle...