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...then Abeba's "New York Mamma" comes to get her. Backwater Carolina fades into Brooklyn blur, the shabby streets a "tangle of evening voices" and of men who act tough, talk fast, sing scat. Here Abeba, nicknamed the "Piano Girl" for the black and shiny spinet that her ambitious mother buys her, grows up to the accompaniment of Mozart and Mendelssohn. "We looking for you to make it big," her street-corner admirers tell...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Love Story | 6/18/1979 | See Source »

...Sure,' God said. 'I'm Hero of Heaven. I call on Myself.' That was when He began His explanations. He revealed the secrets of books, of pictures and music . . . why marches were more selfish than anthems, lieder less stirring than scat, why landscapes were to be preferred over portraits, how statues of women were superior to statues of men but less impressive than engravings on postage. He told them how to choose wines and why solos were more acceptable to Him than duets. He told them the secret causes of inflation...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Life After Afterlife | 6/4/1979 | See Source »

...Duchess of Coolsville Richie Lee Jones hits big with a dash of scat and street poetry...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: The Duchess of Coolsville | 5/21/1979 | See Source »

That odd sound coming from the direction of your dashboard is not your old engine purring, for once, like a silver fox. It's a little tune on the radio with a dash of scat, a hipster backbeat and a lyric that truly glides, laid down in a voice of sweet rough-and-tumble. Chuck E.'s in Love, the most unlikely hit of the season, is fixing to elbow all the disco aside and find a snug niche for itself in the Top Ten. The song proves that despite all the flash and flack, disco still...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: The Duchess of Coolsville | 5/21/1979 | See Source »

Carter rode the rails for all they were worth. Her voice drove effortlessly over octave jumps and lightning arpeggios, dropping into racing scat syllables that taxed its entire range and timbre. She finally chugged home on a slow, low, unresolved chord, leaving the song unfinished until the cheers silenced it for good...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: A Silver Newport | 7/10/1978 | See Source »

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