Word: singed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...ancient crone was supposed to live. Oster found not one, but two old women waiting for him on the front porch of a house that had a statue of the Virgin in the front yard and an oil well in the back. Neither of the old girls could sing a note. On the other hand, Oster has found that many a performer can be coaxed to song with a little priming. In French and Cajun settlements, he tries to build his listeners' confidence by singing a few songs himself or posing some leading question about money and drink, life...
...them in Rome. Of the atmosphere in Europe that perhaps called the poets into being and that was certainly given a whole new range of colors by them, there is little in this genteel biography. In her account, Author Bigland has cruelly caged two skylarks and they do not sing...
...years ago, Jimmie Driftwood was getting along on $3,200 as principal of the Snowball, Ark. high school. Although he had been singing, composing and collecting folk material all his life ("I sometimes feel like a bunch of musical nerves without any steerage"), he did not try to go commercial until two years ago, when a local music-store owner heard him sing The Battle of New Orleans and sent him to a folk-song-conscious music publisher in Nashville, Tenn. The song took off in half a dozen different records, which stood to earn Jimmie more than...
...molting rattler shucking its skin. His most recent inspiration came to him via a radio newscast while he was touring the Ozarks in his air-conditioned Buick one hot day this summer. Nikita Sergeevich Khrushchev, he heard, would soon be a visitor to the U.S. Jimmie began to sing, his wife Cleda got out paper and pencil, and three weeks later RCA Victor was pressing 100,000 copies of The Bear Flew Over the Ocean. Sample lyrics...
...often had to take a back seat to Cole's first love: the Cadillac engine. Even at parties Cole slipped out to his car to tinker with it. Once, working to tone down engine noise, Cole tiptoed into a party while everyone was standing around a piano and singing. He hauled out his longtime crony, Harry Barr, now Chevy's chief engineer. Said Cole, starting the car, "Listen!" Barr listened, said it sounded fine, and went back in to sing. But Cole stayed outside, listening to his engine music all night. "That," says Barr...