Word: singe
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...character of the Lord Chancellor overshadows all of "Iolanthe," and Henry Breul carries off the part as well as could be expected. For years the Lord Chancellor has been played by energetic little old men who danced hilariously, acted well, and could not sing. The Lord Chancellor is essentially a rather ridiculous individual, and it is difficult for a person of Henry Breul's stature and voice to be ridiculous without appearing just silly...
When all this was done, old Henry Lyt ton, who was once a baritone on a Mid west gaslight circuit, felt he ought to sing a little. His voice was still clear, although it shook a bit. As his secretary helped him on with his coat, he recalled the words to a song he had sung 65 years ago with a road company in Grand Rapids: "Wake, lady, wake! The hour of love draws near. . . . Wake, lady, wake...
...fastidious Caruso, who bathed twice daily and sprayed himself and his surroundings with verbena scent, said of a not-so-fastidious diva: "Ai me! It is terrible to sing with one who does not bathe, but to be emotionated over one who breathes garlic is impossible. I hope the public observe not my lack of feeling...
...Manhattan's Hotel Pierre, 250 diners listened happily (some a little fuzzily) to Singer Margaret Scott. She sang three songs and two encores. Among the calla lilies and white leather banquettes, the only wartime note was a scattering of well-pressed uniforms. Then the blonde chanteuse started to sing Lili Marlene...
Lady Doverdale, middle-aged U.S. widow of a British title, sat at one of the white banquettes. With her was middle-aged Socialite Mary Hoyt Wiborg. When they heard the song, they hissed. Between hisses, they cried "No!" "Nazi!" "Don't sing that song!" "I won't have it!" Singer Scott, pretending she heard nothing untoward, kept on singing. The two protestant ladies up and marched...