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...midway, veteran Barker Jim Curtis broke into his spiel: "Step right up and see Digesto the Glass Eater swallow a lighted tube of neon. . . ." Selden the Stratosphere Man climbed up to his perch on a swaying, 225-ft. pole. Air jets started blowing up the dresses of screaming women. The White Horse band beat out a brassy whoop-te-do. Cold-eyed strip-teasers dished out their ancient promises as they asked the boys for an additional four bits to see "the real show...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TEXAS: Big Time in Dallas | 10/13/1947 | See Source »

...moviemakers have felt impelled almost to club his point home to any cretin who wanders into the theater. Despite this fact, you will find yourself in sympathy with the bright young man who makes his way in the "game" with a front compounded of sincere ties and a fetching spiel. You will find it not at all difficult to share his disgust on realizing that his life, and the programs the country listens to, are shaped by the whims of a tyrant-sponsor. This churl is delineated expertly, if a touch too silkily, by Sidney Greenstreet. And Adolph Menjou...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Moviegoer | 8/1/1947 | See Source »

...gadget plugs in at the radio's electric outlet and has a ten-foot cord leading to two pushbuttons. When the armchair listener hears a singing commercial which he would rather avoid, he presses button No. 1; the radio is cut off for 15 seconds. For a straight spiel, he pushes button No. 2, silencing the radio for 60 seconds. (The time interval can be adjusted.) Sales the first week: 1,000. Price...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FACTS & FIGURES: Quiet, Please | 5/26/1947 | See Source »

...Hiya cat, wipe ya feet on the mat, let's slap on the fat and dish out some scat. You're a prisoner of wov, W-O-V, 1280 on the dial, New York, and you're picking up the hard spiel and good deal of Fred Robbins, dispensing seven score and ten ticks of ecstatic static and spectacular vernacular from 6:30 to 9 every black on the 1280 Club. . . . We got stacks of lacquer crackers on the fire, so hang out your hearing flap while His Majesty salivates a neat reed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Radio: Prisoners of WOV | 1/20/1947 | See Source »

...picture's one really funny scene: an opera-mad Mexico City cab driver (Mikhail Rasumny) showing the town to Lamour and singing his spiel...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Pictures, Dec. 17, 1945 | 12/17/1945 | See Source »

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