Word: songed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...labor by the Japs] did a wild sword dance. Some wore breechclouts and danced barefoot. Others stomped proudly in G.I. shoes. Mreah, a male dancer, came out blowing a harmonica, and paced a group of women in gingham wrappers. Then out came some children who piped a Japanese love song in a tune that sounded like You Are My Sunshine. Their leader, a buxom girl, started her songs by chanting, 'Wan, two, left, right,' as a great compliment to the Americans...
...closing, we borrow the ASTP's song, to the tune of the "Volga Boatman," "Only 23 1/2 months to go"--or "Long time no see, Baby...
...Sing Out" would have little to offer without its musical substance. It is, in fact, nothing more than a song cavalcade of the United States. Alfred Drake portrays Barnaby Goodchild, a legendary rake who keeps American singing for 300 years, and not entirely free from interference. Before the play is over, Puritan ministers, Civil War top sergeants, Gay Nineties park policemen, and navy lieutenant commanders are doing their best to stop Barnaby from spreading musical mirth as he romps through America's history...
...gets well beyond the charm of mere tableau for short flights in the empyrean of genuine domestic poetry. These triumphs are creditable mainly to the intensity and grace of Margaret O'Brien and to the ability of Director Minelli & Co. to get the best out of her. Her song (Drunk Last Night) and her cakewalk, done in a nightgown at a grown-up party, are entrancing little acts. Her self-terrified Halloween adventures, richly set against firelight, dark streets and the rusty confabulations of fallen leaves, bring this section of the film very near the first-rate...
Breathing heavily, his Bible under his arm, Poet John Milton climbed into the bridal bed. He read his "numb and stark" bride, Marie, a few snatches from the Song of Solomon ("How beautiful is my beloved ..."), marked the place with a rose petal, then pushed Marie out of bed to give thanks that the species had been created male and female. When Marie complained that the bridal party had given her a fierce hangover, Mr. Milton lost patience. "Phlegmatic and ungrateful wretch!" he barked. "What a froward, drivelling flibbergib have I taken to my bosom!" Then he booted...