Word: singeing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...have never heard a person sing in the bathtub who was very musical, but I have heard many people who weren't. I don't want to discourage anyone, but while such singing may show good health, a warm heart, or a magnificent physique, it does not indicate a very subtle musical nature."--Edward Ballantine, professor of Music...
...substitute for Tenor John McCormack, who refused an offer of $5,000 to come and sing (his daughter is being married shortly in Ireland), the Tribune found a fat barroom baritone named Tom Garvey, who was carefully planted in the audience. At the director's request for "any singing Irishman to take McCormack's place." he rose and throbbed out "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling" and "Mother Macree" with sentimental gusto...
...word about the theatres themselves. Big hits, like "Green Pastures" and "Of Thee I Sing," usually show at the Shubert, Wilbur, or Colonial. Theatre Guild productions and plays casting favorite actors usually appear at the Plymouth or Hollis. First run movies like "Cavalcade" come to the Majestic. Almost anything is liable to happen at the Tremont. The Opera House is the scene of wrestling bouts, musical comedies, and opera. A good way to see a little opera is to get a job as an extra...
...London reporters, Negro Singer Paul Robeson declared that he would never again sing in Italian. French or German, was looking instead for a "great Russian opera or play, or some great Hebrew or Chinese work which I feel I shall be able to render with the necessary degree of understanding." Said he: "I do not under stand the psychology or philosophy of the Frenchman, German or Italian. Their history has nothing in common with the history of my slave-ancestors. So I will not sing their music, nor the songs of their ancestors. . . . The trouble with the American Negro...
...corpulent Baritone David L. Hutton, husband of Evangelist Aimee Semple McPherson Hutton, whom he is suing for divorce. He smirked to the audience: "I'm very glad to be back in the City of the Angels. You know, I married an angel." When he opened his mouth to sing, Whiz! went an egg hurled by a girl in the front row. Plop! a second egg spattered against the backdrop, dribbled down to the floor. Plop! Plop! Plop! Baritone Hutton lumbered off stage. As stage hands mopped up the eggs, police arrested one Jane Thomas. Next day she paid...