Word: staccatos
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Saxophonist Mule chose for his debut program the works of two contemporary French composers-Jacques Ibert's Concertino da Camera and Henri Tomasi's Ballade. What the audience heard was an open, evenly controlled sound that could sing with a clean vibrato or a finely trimmed staccato, swell robustly and solidly with no trace of the breathy "air sound." Under Mule's scurrying fingers, the saxophone sometimes took on the quick sheen of strings, or the water-clear inflections of the flute, or the warm quality of the bassoon. Gone were the wah-wahs and wobbles...
Musical Telephone. A transistor-powered telephone signal that emits a staccato-like, musical tone instead of a ring has been developed by Bell Telephone Laboratories Inc. and is being tested on 300 telephone subscribers in Crystal Lake, Ill. The new signal is available in eight musical pitches...
...coal, Jimmy took a hungry bite of victory. Within two years he had acquired an A.F.L. charter, moved his boys into the Teamsters Union, taken over the trusteeship of debt-ridden Teamster Local 299 in Detroit. Singlemindedly, he shoved ahead. "In those days," says Hoffa in his rough, staccato voice, "Detroit was the toughest open-shop town in the country. It was like a dime crime novel, with all the shootings and slug-gings. I was hit so many times with nightsticks, clubs and brass knuckles that I can't ever remember where the bruises were...
...kingdom. Joash, dead-broke, is thrown into the same prison, promptly marries the princess, and in the end is accepted by his father-in-law and decked in royal robes. The score, as frothy as the libretto, played heavily on the comic effects, e.g., King Solomon's staccato outbursts, and included some melodious arias which went down like whipped cream. The moral is sung by the prophet, who is young and just getting started in the business: "Whether we prognosticate/grief or joy/for love or hate/prophets sing the will of fate...
...staccato shots from the publicity mills last week came news dear to the hearts of the tabloids. In Long Beach, Calif., the commercially sponsored (e.g., Max Factor cosmetics, Catalina swimsuits) contest for Miss U.S.A.-presumably the prettiest unmarried woman in the country-was nearing its climax. Fifteen finalists stood out, having shown more good looks than their 29 sisters representing the beauty of their respective areas. Poured into white bathing suits, the girls swiveled decorously down a runway under the judges' fastened, clinical eyes. Then, with the pomp of a St. James's coronation, the winner was crowned...