Word: singed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...entertainment in the two features, but one must sit through several reels of crude comedy, mediocre songs, and half-baked acting before being allowed to enjoy it. The dancing of Johnny Downs and Eleanor Whitney in "College Holiday" is top-notch, as are the anties of electrician Ben Blue. "Sing Me A Love Song" presents James Melton, who really can sing, and Patricia Ellis, who really can't act. But as a kleptomaniac who must have even stolen his name, it being Seigfried Hammerschlagg, Hugh Herbert steals all the good sequences of this picture...
...Indianapolis, Jerry W. Flanders, 24, hired a soloist to sing Gloomy Sunday at his funeral, was arrested in a downtown saloon just as he was about to drink a glass of poisoned beer...
...president of Budapest University was getting ready to open the institution for its 66th year. To sing at that occasion he invited a group of students who had been harmonizing in taverns and public squares. In more than two centuries that followed this first formal recognition, the Budapest University Chorus extended its fame far beyond Hungary, is today hailed as one of the finest choirs in the world. At the invitation of the Yale Glee Club, the 42 men who make up the present chorus arrived last fortnight in the U. S. for the first time...
When Rigoletto was repeated last week. Soprano Bovy proved that she could sing truly if not more evenly, but she still seemed pathetically unequal to Tibbett. A German opera saved the week from mediocrity, when Wagner's Flying Dutchman was put on for the first time in five years. Save for Hans Clemens, who sang the Steersman in the last production, all the principals were new to the Metropolitan in their parts. Flagstad took the role of Senta for the first time in her career and made it unforgettable. Warmest praise went to Baritone Friedrich...
...fellow through the fire-door in the next entry sings in the morning. He has a good voice--a voice that makes me want to sing with him. I really don't mind him. It is the sun in the morning, I think, that makes me want the old room back. But the chair and the lamps would never do in there and besides there is a great space-devouring bureau, with a mirror, which I have acquired since. I will have to stay in here and get the sun in the afternoon...