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...accounts, life was sweet under Snefru's rule. Egypt in the 3rd millennium B.C. was a land of peace and plenty. The nobles feasted on fattened ducks and geese and wore white linen robes--when they wore much at all. One papyrus recounts how a bored King Snefru had himself rowed around a lake by young beauties clothed only in fishnets. Snefru seems to have had an exceedingly high opinion of himself. Until his reign, an Egyptian king was believed to be the earthly incarnation of Horus, the falcon god, achieving full deification only in death. Snefru, however, declared himself...
...virtually all her life, Ella Fitzgerald was a shy figure who never found the sunny and confident love she sang so beautifully about [APPRECIATION, June 24]. Her voice spoke of human understanding and sympathy. Her interpretation of sad-sweet lyrics was so precise it seemed almost incredible that such a succulent sound could come from a modest, dumpy woman. She shunned the spotlight, and unlike many of her musical contemporaries, never made the headlines with extracurricular antics. She rarely made the rounds of talk shows to project a personality, but let her singing speak for her. Her black voice gave...
...another level, a moment of silence is healthy for a society in which noise and near chaos are the status quo. Consider how few truly quiet times there are in an average day. We use noise to wake us in the morning, and it seems to follow us until sweet slumber shields us from the sounds of the outside world. Shutting up for a minute or two would be an auditory oasis: a treat for the mind, body and soul alike. Imagine how much more pleasant it would be if we could drive the Mass. Pike in total silence. Stopping...
...school professor and an alternative to service in Vietnam. Then, one day some months later, I was abruptly transformed into a committed scientist when a method I was developing to detect expression of a gene suddenly worked. At that moment, I knew the intoxicating power of measurement and the sweet anticipation of my own results...
...Master renewed my faith in jazz music," trumpeter Wynton Marsalis writes in his backstage-with-the-band chronicle, Sweet Swing Blues on the Road. "In 1984 half of my first band left to play rock music. I thought maybe no one with that real fire and talent in our generation wanted to play jazz--not enough external rewards for swinging. Then I called the J Master...When he plays, the entire history of jazz piano resonates. He is a true original, a real jazzman, not afraid to swing and play the blues with authority, intelligence, abandon and soul. Yes, with...