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...untainted by nostalgia, but from the opening song, Time After Time, through the last, I'll Be Seeing You, there is a continual undercurrent of melancholy, a gentle mood of loss and time remembered. Not better times, necessarily, and not better music, but a time when a singer could sing from a certain elegance of the heart. That may be what whole generations heard in Sinatra and what so many singers learned from him. And that's what Tony Bennett has done here: said thanks, brilliantly...
Talk about loss of creative control: Brock is packaged as the "Balladeer of the Middle Class" and pressed into service writing songs about ordinary family life. Can't sing? No problem. After coaching by voice teachers, physical fitness instructors, and media handlers, Brock can not only sing but conduct himself impeccably on talk shows and fill Radio City Music Hall. His books sell by the millions, and Brock, slightly dazed, is more or less content...
That dourness seems to change as soon as Popov, 21, hits the water. "While I'm swimming, I sing songs in my mind," he says. His career is following an upbeat tune. An avid admirer of Mark Spitz, the Russian youth won the Soviet junior championship as a backstroker at 14. Since 1990, when his coach persuaded him to switch to freestyle, he has been nearly unbeatable. He has defeated his main rival, Matt Biondi, in their last six meetings. "At first I thought that he didn't take me seriously," says the younger swimmer. But Biondi takes him seriously...
...What kind of singer are you?" the office assistant at Sun Records inquired of the 18-year-old in 1953 as label boss Sam Phillips set up the disk-cutting machine in the other room. "I sing all kinds," he answered. "Who do you sound like?" she persisted. "I don't sound like nobody...
Take Mikhail from St. Petersburg. A 42-year-old mathematician who taught in a high-level university for 18 years, he has been forced for the past year to sing for pennies on Jerusalem's pedestrian mall. Store-keepers shoo him away, passersby laugh at him. He cannot stand the shame of making a fool of himself before fellow Jews...