Word: strut
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...dance floor couples are doing everything from the Lizard to the Jackdaw Strut in response to the band's high-decibel efforts. As respite to ears and feet, a mentalist is brought out. He memorizes and repeats backward a long list of items thrown at him by the spectators. The answers reflect the evening's mood: lips, left breast, vasectomy, sandbox, postnasal drip. A new arrival, watching from a wallflower's position, gets a friendly approach: "Hi, aren't you talking to anybody? I'm Lois. You shouldn't be shy around here...
...Brooklyn, every alley has a basket and a waiting line of eager cagers. Kids strut around in Converse sneakers with weights on their ankles, trying to develop leg muscles. Adolescence is the crisis period, with fearful 13-year olds marking their height progress on the schoolyard wall each...
...house harem of freaks: a bloated beauty in raven locks, a garrulous has-been actor, and the lady of the house, a mound of spongy gray flesh-presiding over it all like some claphantine idol Fellini lingers nostalgically over the bizarre figures of his youth. The inevitable bulging whores strut before an ogling crowd; gesticulating Italians gorge themselves at a gala outdoor banquet. The bordellos, churches, and cafes can't contain these Romans. and they spill out into the streets, faces twisted into the shapes of their grotesque histories...
...represents earthly paradise. Thereafter, the graceful and the grotesque prance the stage in some of the longest, slowest processionals since Catherine de Medici introduced ballet spectacle to the court of France in the late 16th century. Nymphs, whores and clowns flutter merrily about. Morality figures of death and madness strut menacingly. The serpent, dressed in a red flapperesque wig and pelvis-pinching tights, snakes sneakily around her victims. Nijinsky ascends the cross for several minutes of agony, then descends to triumph over Diaghilev in the name of love and artistic freedom...
...rasp drawn gently across the funnybone. With timing that would take an atomic clock to measure, he teases a laugh like a yo-yo on the end of a string. A figure of grizzled aplomb, he can get up from a spread of ham hocks and pinto beans, then strut through a junky living room as if he were Louis XIV in the Hall of Mirrors at Versailles...