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There are those (this critic included) who never really got Chet Baker as a singer. Instead of sounding soulful and vulnerably awkward, his voice struck some as sounding soulful but off-key, like Mel Torme's crossed with, say, yours. So here's a Chet Baker album for those who don't like Chet Baker, recorded at a 1983 live date in Norway. It's Getz's gig, but Baker shines, singing with an unaccustomed force and levity; on Just Friends he scats nimbly too. His trumpet and Getz's tenor sax are also in top form; these relaxed, lyrical...
...Hyde was brief, James Sensenbrenner was solid, Jim Rogan was compelling if strident, and Asa Hutchinson stole the show. Ed Bryant was incoherent, "shockingly bad," as one Senator said later. Most of the other presentations were forgettable or repetitive, even annoying. But on Saturday, South Carolina Republican Lindsey Graham struck an empathic chord. Instead of insisting, as others had, that the case was clear-cut, he acknowledged that the Senate faced a difficult decision. Then Hyde closed with a stirring summation. Said a Republican Senator who had been skeptical about the House managers: "We were impressed with how well prepared...
...encompassing agenda. Most people thrust into the spotlight didn't know how to handle their fifteen seconds, with the exception of Sosa, who blew kisses to the crowd and nearly broke into a home run trot around the House Chamber. All other honorees took Madonna's advice and struck a pose, or at least stuck to one. The Desert Fox serviceperson looked like he had recently taken a double dose of Prozac. As for Dan Glickman, well, you can't blame a Secretary of Agriculture for looking like he's never been on television before...
Hilary and Jackie certainly suggests that the multiple sclerosis that struck down its heroine so young and imposed on her 14 years of anguish before she died was such a price. And since that end is known to us before we enter the theater, it becomes, in some measure, a justification for her sister's comparatively modest sacrifice. What's a little spouse-sharing if it can bring a few minutes--oh, all right, 16 months--of happiness to a tormented, foredoomed soul...
This year my vacation excitement was squashed even before I even got home. I snuck away within minutes of my last section, speeding off to the Delta Shuttle at Logan. A friendly businessman seated next to me struck up a conversation. Correctly identifying me as a college student, he asked the usual questions, including whether I was happy to be done with my exams. He blanched when I told him about our raw deal. Was I going to study at home, during the holidays? Unlikely, I answered. Yet inevitably on the way home from the airport I was thinking about...