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Elton John always had a song on the radio in the first half of this decade. He reached adolescents sitting at home with transistor radios and he reached their older siblings on wheels. Although it is fashionable now to sneer at the musician-turned-glitter star, his influence on popular music was once very real. His popularity did not arise in the beginning out of pure hype. Simple songs of affection like "Your Song" and "Daniel" can still move those who are disposed to be moved. If less memorable, cheerful piano boogie numbers like "Honky Cat" and "Crocodile Rock...

Author: By George K. Sweetnam, | Title: An Overdressed Piano Player | 10/18/1977 | See Source »

After each round Wallace staggered to the outside of the ring, gagged out a rude mass of blood from his mouth, and returned to combat with a gapped tooth sneer to wallow in the next round of punishment at the hands of Shavers...

Author: By Carl A. Esterhay, | Title: Shavers Plans to Trim Ali | 9/29/1977 | See Source »

...problem: Should he come all the way out of the closet and parade at his favorite gay bar as Tallulah? Or Carol Channing? Or (sigh) Bette Davis? He is a dumpy man trying absurdly and wistfully to turn himself into a dumpy woman. Will thousands sneer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Drag That Barge | 9/5/1977 | See Source »

...land in the "50s; public and private life had the quality of a Manichaean morality play. Coover knows this, presents all the evidence, and then denies his book the ability to touch hearts or minds instead of nerves. What might have been a long, compassionate look becomes a protracted sneer. Paul Gray

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Uncle Sam Takes On the Phantom | 8/8/1977 | See Source »

...Luckies, Bell, Jesus Christ you got to have some Luckies. Goddam, didn't anybody go out and buy Luckies last night? Waht did you do, anyway?" I made a tremendous drug deal, you dumb bastard, Bell thought contentedly behind the inscrutable smile, and Reed disdainfully, with a sneer that spread across his face like jam on a child's that belied Merle Haggard, proletarian boots, and construction worker's cigarettes, picked a butt out of an ashtray overflowing with them. He lit it, burnt his nose, and Bell began to laugh, because it took all of three seconds...

Author: By Joseph Dalton, | Title: Any last words, buddy? | 5/27/1977 | See Source »

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