Word: sullenly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Pepper sucked. He was, it turned out, one of the three or four sane people at that particular gathering. We were talking about the Street Choir, who were playing for a ridiculously heterogeneous audience of musicians, reviewers, recording executives in sharkskin suits with greasy skins, and Albert Grossman, the Sullen Santa Claus of the Pop World, the man with the golden touch. His long iron-grey haired presence thoroughly dominated the whole scene. He stood in the back of the room averting his eyes...
...They simply hate the winter weather, which makes them shiver even in their warm beds and turns a short walk into a Siberian nightmare. The gay capital they so eagerly looked forward to discovering seems so sullen and gloomy that they hardly venture from their hotel. They have so much to do, and the working conditions are so bad, that they are tired out in the evening and aspire only for the comfort of their lonely rooms. The local food they soon found tasteless, and the restaurants run by their own countrymen are too expensive." Murmansk in midwinter? Hibbing, Minn...
Speaking to a sparse and somewhat sullen crowd in Lowell Lecture Hall, Ernest Mandel, a noted Belgian Marxist editor, last night claimed that student demonstrations have started to trigger a worker's revolution...
...Bible and a blunderbuss; the French President had opposed state payments for contraceptives on the ground that they would be used for pleasure rather than health. Last May, in the Atlantic, Sorel unleashed "Sorel's Unfamiliar Quotations," in which bulbous characters are linked with punnish captions. Under a sullen, bleary Frank Sinatra: "Mia culpa...
...orange hair, black motorcycle jacket, high heeled boots and fingers almost hidden in silver and gold rings. Clapton in blue velvet pants, white silk socks and patent leather buckle shoes. Brocaded vest and fingernails longer than a Japanese dowager's. At the other end of the room was Bruce, sullen and bored. He sat with his stubby fingers nervously drumming the edge of the chair. Alligator boots, knee-length leather riding jacket. Compressed nervous energy. Despite the awkwardness of the scene, they were generous with their conversation. We were lucky...