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...over-used cell phone to call Stetson in his room and remind him to rejoin the group for their next concert. That was an hour ago and now Chess and the rest of the Kroks are sitting around in the parlor at the Faculty Club, waiting to sing for more corporate types fresh off a day at the Ryder Cup. Increasingly drunk, the PricewaterhouseCoopers crowd, who have rented the club for the night, give speeches about one another, their wives, their golf and the English as the Kroks, prepare their fail-safe routine. A few grab pitchers of water...
...Kroks launch into the same songs, the same choreography, and they elicit the same smiles from the crowd, who again sing along with "Come Go With Me." Hours of obsessive rehearsing have yielded a pretty impressive product, and these kids, who could be playing pranks or socializing on one of the first Friday nights of the school year, are giving a professional show. Afterwards they'll go out and have a good time, to be sure, but for now they're intent on pressing those same tried-and-true buttons to earn, at the end of the night, a standing...
...better or worse, the Kroks stand apart from their colleagues at Harvard. They are the oldest of the small, closed-harmony singing groups on campus, known (increasingly derisively) as the a capella groups. The Kroks' polish and tour itinerary are both unmatched, and their repertoire of songs from the 1920s through the 1950s has the kind of universal appeal that the contemporary pop tunes of other groups can't quite muster. They are reputed to have the highest budget per capita of any student organization at Harvard. Still, the Kroks are, in the end, a singing group. Cufflinks and secret...
...some Aborigines of the Bidyadanga people, who lived not far from the crash site, began to converge on the car. They tried gently to free me but couldn't. Later I was told that some of them formed a semicircle by the car and began to chant, trying to sing me back to life. A Filipina nurse from the Bidyadanga settlement presently joined them and (I afterward learned) wept as she heard me mechanically counting aloud. I thought I was trying to stay conscious; she thought I was counting off my last moments. For all I know, we were both...
Students who barely remember the Gulf War can sing along with the ditty for Flintstone Kids vitamins--"Ten thousand strong...and growing"--and still go cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs...