Word: singings
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Milnes' vocal judgment, at least, was excellent. Verrett acted with an effective blend of charm and elusiveness. For a few years she has been trying to retrain her lush mezzo voice to sing soprano roles. The strategy seems wrong; by now the registers of her voice are as separated as the drawers of a desk. Only near the end did her singing match her style...
...stroke; in Manhattan. After a lonely childhood as the daughter of an unsuccessful land speculator, McGinley moved to New York, took a job as a junior high school English teacher, and began selling poems to literary magazines. Asked by New Yorker Fiction Editor Katherine White, "Why do you sing the same sad songs all lady poets sing?" McGinley began to find her own voice and to extol the pleasures and poignancies of the hearth, Memorial Day parades, the smell of charcoal grills, the damp loafers on the lawn. "Mothers are hardest to forgive," she wrote. "Life is the fruit they...
...fairly simple plot--had Lipsky not chosen to interrupt the flow of the narrative with digressions and, in one case, an audience sing-along in the especially feeble Act I. At times Lipsky contrasts very well for comic effect the modern simplicity of Saul's words with the more formal diction of the other characters. For example, in the middle of a long tirade by Samuel, Saul interjects, "You know, you're a very gloomy person." But after a while, the wide-eyed stuff gets a bit grating...
...Memphis Elvis Presley was recording at Sun and rockabilly was on the rise. But Hank Williams had earned himself a place in American music, and as the son he had named after himself grew up, Hank Williams Jr. was left with the suspicion that nothing he could ever sing or play would erase the old man's nasal twang from anyone's consciousness. He probably never will, but with his New South album, Hank Williams Jr. has done old Hank proud...
Dundee soon discovered just how good his young charge was. The strident gym voice softens, as if remembering something rare and lovely: "Oh, yes, I knew I had a winner. Of all the fighters I've ever known, only he could make the heavy bag sing when he hit it. I used to hear him make it snap like a snare drum every time I came up the stairs...