Word: soft
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Miami last week that President Eisenhower has approved a bargaining proposal. If, said Rogers, the Congress would approve the judicial-expansion bill, then the Administration would promise to fill half the posts with Democrats, the other half with Republicans. But Rogers' fifty-fifty idea fell with a soft plop in the Senate, where Republicans are unwilling to strike such a patronage-defeating bargain-and where Democrats seem more than willing to wait a year or so, when they hope that under their own Administration they can start rebuilding toward that nice 80% Democratic judiciary...
...drums, Paul Desmond on alto sax) made each number sound like a theme and variations. The quartet usually started with well-known tunes (These Foolish Things, St. Louis Blues), then varied the tempo (from 4/4 to 5/4 and back to 3/4) as it injected its own sometimes loud, sometimes soft designs. The solo lead flew like a badminton bird from one musician to the other...
...turned to deep respect, and in 1954 the old volcano became "Sir Jacob." A new generation of sculptors was shocking the public in its turn, with carvings full of holes, welded metal totems, and assemblies from the junk yard. Epstein by contrast came to seem imbued with Semitic melancholy, soft-edged and almost oldfashioned...
...three-hour, syrupy soap operas relieved by interludes of pop music-the audience likes to know who is actually carrying the tune. With Lata the moviegoers can hear their favorites in any one of twelve Indian dialects, and her popularity is such that she never changes her soft tone .or lilting style to fit the character on the screen. The effect is as if Doris Day did the singing for Baritone Tallulah Bankhead, Monotone Marilyn Monroe and Tammytone Debbie Reynolds in the same movie...
...voice is smiling and seductive: "We'll go away together . . . Come away love, come away." The voice is big and bold: "Hey, you fool you! Why so cool you!" The voice is sad and soft behind real tears as the lights go down: "Only yesterday, when the world was young . . ." Whatever the tempo, Tin-Pan or torchy, the songs of Felicia Sanders throb with a strange, sinewy vitality in the basement's air-cooled dark. The mikes and the speakers and the slow-changing spotlights are superfluous. When Felicia sings, the silence beyond the stage is the silence...