Word: sing
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...attractively nervous and neurotic gestures, twitches and gloom, that have long characterized the performances of Judy Garland. She came on stage last week in Chicago's great Arie Crown Theater and, after telling the 5,000 people there that she was so happy she just wanted to sing, started out with Hello Bluebird. Bluebird got stuck in her throat. She hacked and coughed and failed to clear it. "The bluebird is in a little trouble," she said cheerfully...
...have time to worry about anything else. Also, I turned 40 a few months ago. and when you hit that stage you feel that maybe now people won't think of you as a stupid backward child that you wind up and send out on a stage to sing...
Mezzo Bumbry actually made her U.S. recital debut last winter-in Washington. Acting on the enthusiastic advice of friends who had heard the young singer in Europe, Jackie Kennedy invited Bumbry to sing at the White House after a state dinner (TIME. March 2). Daughter of a St. Louis railway clerk, Grace Bumbry became interested in music in a fashion familiar to many American Negroes -singing in a church choir. Scholarships took her to Boston University, Northwestern, and finally to Santa Barbara's Music Academy of the West to study with Lotte Lehmann, the great German-born soprano...
...Thirty-Nine Steps, John Macnab, or Huntingtower. Notice something. The characters never have any colds. Not Sir Edward Leithen, nor Sir Archibald Roylance, nor Mr. McCunn (the middle-aged wholesale grocer from Glasgow), nor Fish Benjie, nor Mrs. Morran, nor any of the barefoot boys from Glasgow who sing Communist songs to the old Scots tunes. These novels were written in the not so dim and distant 20's. The characters were out in the weather a great deal. Some of the days were beautiful, but most of the time it was cold, or foggy, or raining. But nobody ever...
...Joshua Logan. As it plowed through the murky theatrical waters of Boston and Washington, iceberg-cool critics put a sizable hole in its hull. Drifting into view on Broadway, Mr. President carried a trapped and talented crew that seemed to take comfort in huddling together at the finale to sing an Irving Berlin version of Nearer, My God, to Thee called This Is a Great Country ("If this is flag waving, flag waving, do you know of a better flag to wave?"). But unlike the "unsinkable" Titanic, Mr. President will take at least two years to go under...