Word: siding
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...only alternative is war," he asserted. "The race is already on between the dictatorial and democratic nations to see which side can unite most of the world first...
...some friction between Bob and the other members of the band, readers must remember that the big booking agencies are getting grey hairs trying to find new bands to fill the spots which are opening for name band attractions, and that every effort is being made to entice good side-men away from their leaders to fulfill contracts . . . Buddy Shutz, Goodman's drummer, who always gave me a pain in the neck, is leaving with no replacement announced. For a guy that's supposed to be leaving the business. Goodman is making an awful lot of excellent changes...
About records: Mildred Bailey releases six sides of blues, backed by her Oxford Greys (an all star colored band) next week that should make record history . . . Charlie Barnet's "Echoes of Harlem" while not up to the Duke version of same, is quite good . . . The Woody Herman of "Woodchopper's Ball" is a very good side of blues with trombone by Neil Reed. No adjectives needed. . . For some remarkable changes, even for Ellington, get "Something To Live For" (Brunswick) and listen to the introduction. . . Hampton's "Wizzin' the Wizz" is supposed to be even better two fingered piano. I still...
...public and is perfectly free--within the limits set by the ability and numbers of the forces at hand--to choose works from the entire literature of music. When concerts of this type are given by musicians of high calibre, the result, though often a little on the intellectual side, can be most excellent. For instance, a program like Mile. Boulange's last Wednesday remains stimulating and exciting to the very end even though the performance may not be A-1 in every respect. Programs by professional musicians of the calibre of Mrs. French are fairly plentiful in Boston...
...truckloads of grim-faced men armed with garden tools loan around the grounds, stop at a piece of bare ground and more or less furiously attack the stubborn soil, the inn grins impishly This impasse has gone on for several weeks now, with neither side-the Maintenance Department nor Nature-willing to concede an inch. Gradually, frustration is showing on the men's faces, and only daily pep talks from the foremen prevent their morale from snapping...