Word: saloons
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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World War II, when it flung up flimsy barracks for Southern Negro defense workers. Today nearly half the population is on relief. Narcotics, robbery and corruption are common. Last winter Police Chief William Ware stole a Christ mas fund for underprivileged children. Township Supervisor Elwood Dickens' saloon, the dirtiest in town, is a hangout for minors. Royal Oak Township's rapes, burglaries and arson cases go uninvestigated. The township treasury has an unexplained shortage...
...entire family and plenty of floor space for dancing (about $6.75 per person). There is little night life in Sweden and Norway, where strip shows are forbidden, but some restaurants stay open until 4 a.m. with bands for dancing. Best jazz is at Vienna's Fatty's Saloon and the Adebar, Rome's Bricktop's on the Via Veneto, and Paris' Caveau de la Huchette. To end the evening, Paris has the traditional onion soup at Les Halles, Paris' great produce market. There is also Le Drug Store on the Champs Elys...
...always, Grofé's musical method was simple: if you want to evoke the idea of a gun fight in a saloon, fire a gun; if it is fire engines you are after, ring a fire bell. Ferde's 1933 Tabloid Suite, inspired by the New York Daily Mirror, was even scored for typewriters. The San Francisco Suite consisted of four descriptive movements-"Gold Rush," "Bohemian Nights," "Mauve Decade" and "1906-1960"-all of them as cliché-ridden as any Mirror Sunday feature. But the composition was stuffed with enough acoustical effects to keep any Grof...
...center, then disappeared into the wings, where she was received by the chatter of an offstage machine gun. In Lady Mac, a racy temptress in slinky black writhed atop the piano, then hopped to the floor to join four muscular gangsters in an apache dance. From behind swinging saloon doors popped three witches riding broomsticks and dressed in skin-tight blue jeans...
...Like Centipedes." A volunteer shopped for a regiment in those gentlemanly days. Indeed, a man of means could recruit his own in a saloon and make himself colonel. Private Post picked the 71st Infantry, a regiment heavily manned with flask-toting, city-bred New Yorkers. No one needed to be caught alive or dead in olive drab; the uniform was a brilliant cerulean blue with a flashy stripe down the trouser leg. The training grounds were the fields of Hempstead, Long Island. The close-order drill came from Gettysburg and Waterloo, and the chow seemed almost as old. Writes Post...